<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400</id><updated>2011-12-11T20:55:09.203-08:00</updated><category term='movie'/><category term='him'/><category term='dating'/><category term='Jackson'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='ava'/><title type='text'>According to Annie...</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where I tend to share my feelings about life, love and the pursuit of happiness.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-2876292728822077027</id><published>2011-08-28T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T18:20:17.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cute cousin saw these and just knew I would love them so she sent them my way. Well she knows me well and I am in LOVE with them! MOVE is definitely my favorite. Oh how I want to travel the world. I want to see new things, meet people and experience the world!!! Plus this guy is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hottie&lt;/span&gt; and an Australian. No wonder that's on the top of my list of places to go. Maybe if I'm lucky I'll bring one home with me too.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="225" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27246366?color=ffffff" frameborder="0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/27246366"&gt;MOVE&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/rickmereki"&gt;Rick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mereki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="225" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27243869?color=ffffff" frameborder="0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/27243869"&gt;EAT&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/rickmereki"&gt;Rick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mereki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="225" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27244727?color=ffffff" frameborder="0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/27244727"&gt;LEARN&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/rickmereki"&gt;Rick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mereki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously is he not the cutest? Pretty sure he should be my next boyfriend. Also, the traveling he does is freaking rad too. Hope you enjoy as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love. We need more in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-2876292728822077027?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/2876292728822077027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/08/real-art_1569.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2876292728822077027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2876292728822077027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/08/real-art_1569.html' title='Real Art'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4412031753179608985</id><published>2011-08-09T12:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:04:46.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby baby!</title><content type='html'>I am an auntie for the 5th time! And to another girl of course. :) All we have in my family is girls and I LOVE it! Who else can say they have 5 adorable girls to kiss on? I'm so blessed to have these sweet spirits in my life. Welcome to the world Jade Jean Blair! You are only 7 days old and you have completely stolen my heart! I can't kiss you enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is in the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FzmABaysWAA/TkGR0FW5EvI/AAAAAAAAAk4/BrHs1vKTgTA/s1600/babyblair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FzmABaysWAA/TkGR0FW5EvI/AAAAAAAAAk4/BrHs1vKTgTA/s400/babyblair.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638948532421989106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmkiMSwN9DQ/TkGR0Lwm0yI/AAAAAAAAAkw/EF9rtY_xY_g/s1600/jadeblair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmkiMSwN9DQ/TkGR0Lwm0yI/AAAAAAAAAkw/EF9rtY_xY_g/s400/jadeblair.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638948534140457762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oNEhRINXGVc/TkGSjUYzGUI/AAAAAAAAAlA/C0ACRvLguk4/s1600/jj.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oNEhRINXGVc/TkGSjUYzGUI/AAAAAAAAAlA/C0ACRvLguk4/s400/jj.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638949343910369602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the outfit she came home in. I love you baby girl! So happy to be your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; Aunt! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4412031753179608985?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/4412031753179608985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/08/baby-baby.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4412031753179608985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4412031753179608985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/08/baby-baby.html' title='Baby baby!'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FzmABaysWAA/TkGR0FW5EvI/AAAAAAAAAk4/BrHs1vKTgTA/s72-c/babyblair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-6027403274522000960</id><published>2011-08-04T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T09:47:23.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new mantra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZGQvaEBwnw/TjrMt6u3hSI/AAAAAAAAAjw/q17yvk_xu6w/s1600/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 430px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZGQvaEBwnw/TjrMt6u3hSI/AAAAAAAAAjw/q17yvk_xu6w/s400/life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637042972839609634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-6027403274522000960?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/6027403274522000960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-new-mantra.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6027403274522000960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6027403274522000960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-new-mantra.html' title='My new mantra'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZGQvaEBwnw/TjrMt6u3hSI/AAAAAAAAAjw/q17yvk_xu6w/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4839060174586957134</id><published>2011-07-27T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:32:30.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HP4LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_9qOXr2pkA/TjB9yirgzsI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ZGlOWImhrqs/s1600/HO4life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_9qOXr2pkA/TjB9yirgzsI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ZGlOWImhrqs/s400/HO4life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634141441096732354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of them. I can't pick a favorite. I love them all so much! The characters, the books, the movies and the actors too! They are just the cutest and I really do think that they are all best friends. I'm so obsessed with the wonderful wizarding world that is 'arry Pottah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it makes me super nerdy.   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and I'm sorry but is that not the CUTEST picture ever? I love it. Love the hug and her happy smile. Clearly I can't get over it.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word to the wise: In case you live in a cave and haven't seen the new HP 7.2 GO SEE IT ASAP! Or even if you have seen it once you may want to see it again. You won't regret it!!!! I'm trying to plan when I'll be going back to see it myself. Hopefully sooner rather than later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and WHEN in the world did this happen?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HHYbQ2MIWeY/TjCDqhhitCI/AAAAAAAAAjg/gbp2YF3cyR8/s1600/neville_longbottom_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HHYbQ2MIWeY/TjCDqhhitCI/AAAAAAAAAjg/gbp2YF3cyR8/s400/neville_longbottom_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634147900417291298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice chain Neville.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love my peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4839060174586957134?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/4839060174586957134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/07/hp4life.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4839060174586957134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4839060174586957134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/07/hp4life.html' title='HP4LIFE'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_9qOXr2pkA/TjB9yirgzsI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ZGlOWImhrqs/s72-c/HO4life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-5489620508459377517</id><published>2011-07-18T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T08:14:55.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me. in summary. sort of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong. The amount of work is the same. Whatever life throws at you; you decide your attitude, which effects your happiness, which will largely determine your success and results in life. Those that are successful understand this concept." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(above is a quote I have on my desk at work - right next to pictures of my 4 beautiful nieces. Isn't it great?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I go back on forth on everything in my life. I'm always 50/50. I guess that is nothing new. Even when I make a decision and go for it, I usually end up doubting myself later. I guess the only good thing is that I know this about myself and I can only work on improving it and making myself better in every way. But I feel so back and forth about school and work right now. Quit? Stay? School? No school? Loan? Job!! Money!! School!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! See what I mean guys? It's not pleasant. Two months ago I had everything planned out and I was SO excited about it. Now I'm questioning e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. It is NOT GOOD people. My problem? I'm a planner. TOO much of a planner. Like I need to just enjoy my life right now and not try to solve and know every teeny, tiny, little thing about what is going to come. (As if I could even possibly know anything about what the future holds) If only I could turn off my brain for a moment or two. . . or ten I might sleep at night again. Apparently I am the least patient girl EVER. I also think I'm too responsible and too mature for my age. Sounds strange right? Maybe it is but I honestly think it holds me back sometimes. Example 1 - I had to buy a new car this past year. Yes, I'm a single girl who got a mom car. Totally boring and reliable. Sure it is nice and great and I'll have it for years and all that but when compared to my friend who bought a cute, little, sporty car (that while I might see as a tad impractical I completely love) I feel lame as ever. Not the first time something like that has happened. I guess it's mostly that I'm not a flighty girl. And while it might be a little hard for me to make a decision sometimes once I do I go for it. Balls to the wall baby! I'm not great at doing things half ass (sorry mom). Relationships, work, cars, school, etc. I don't go into anything with the mind set that it won't work out or I'll just bail if things don't go my way. That's why I feel such guilt over leaving a job that I've had for years. I feel a certain loyalty to them. That's why I don't get a new car every year. That's why even though I've hated school (with a fiery passion mind you) for the past two years, when I go I get good grades. I'm not into having the latest and greatest thing (with the exception of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iphone&lt;/span&gt; but I waited two years for that sucker and that is a post for another day). I'm in it for the long haul and I like things to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe that's why my world crumbles when they don't. Or maybe I just hate change. Or maybe I'm making a big deal out of nothing and over analyzing...............................Nah. That doesn't sound like me at all!  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is random and jumbled and makes no sense to anyone. But I needed a place to vent! I actually feel bad for anyone that is still reading at this point. ha! Sorry. I promise to do a delightful post with Hawaii pics ASAP to make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************Really it might just be that I watched the first three Harry Potter movies this weekend. Too much magic envy in my head! ;)  &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 Wouldn't life just be better if Harry (or Ron for that matter) was my boyfriend? I sure think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;peace and love peeps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-5489620508459377517?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/5489620508459377517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/07/happiness-is-attitude.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5489620508459377517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5489620508459377517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/07/happiness-is-attitude.html' title='me. in summary. sort of.'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-8241536048997932161</id><published>2011-06-29T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T15:41:53.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a chicken with it's head cut off</title><content type='html'>Don't worry that title doesn't require a picture. That would be gross. That's just something people say when they are crazy busy or running around in an insane fashion. Gotta love the cliche right? And this my friends has been my life at work for the past several weeks. I can't complain too much though, I like being busy and prefer it. But this might be a bit borderline ridiculous. I'm sure I'm not the only person in history to feel this way so I made a list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you are having a busy day (at work) when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't take a break to pee even though you are drinking water all.day.long. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and let's be honest bathroom issues should always be a priority or one might find themselves literally running to the bathroom just to pee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You answer your cell phone like you are still at work&lt;br /&gt;You go home exhausted every night of the week and not just on Fridays after a full week&lt;br /&gt;Your co-workers are your friends &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and know things like what you had for dinner the night before)&lt;/span&gt; because you never have time to see your real friends :/&lt;br /&gt;You never seem to get enough sleep even on nights you try to go to bed early&lt;br /&gt;You sweat at work because you are trying to do so many things at once&lt;br /&gt;You are up and down a billion times (sitting/walking/etc.)&lt;br /&gt;You have so many projects going on that you forget little things that you normally never forget&lt;br /&gt;You haven't been able to check your favorite blogs/websites/personal email in days!&lt;br /&gt;Your calendar looks like Chinese to anyone but you&lt;br /&gt;Checking things off a list becomes to be your favorite thing EVER! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(okay fine, I always enjoy this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You learn so much your brain might explode &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and I'm not even in school right now!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk about work even when you're not at work and it's probably really annoying to everyone who you don't work with&lt;br /&gt;The word work seems like it is said way.too.much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything I forgot? Feel free to add to my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is happy and loving life, even if you are working your summer away like me. How sad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'll be in Hawaii next week and saving all my vacation time for one big trip is feeling like the best idea in the world right now.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a post without a good vid and/or song? This is the perfect song for my thoughts today. Plus it reminds me of Jackson Hole where I used to WORK. &amp;lt;-- See what I did there? Also, I love line dancing, massive groups of people dancing, little girls in cowgirl boots, old ladies dancing, firemen and mostly cowboys. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PSROm-vgVRk?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-8241536048997932161?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/8241536048997932161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/06/chicken-with-its-head-cut-off.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8241536048997932161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8241536048997932161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/06/chicken-with-its-head-cut-off.html' title='a chicken with it&apos;s head cut off'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PSROm-vgVRk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7660516958438826649</id><published>2011-06-24T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T14:38:23.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ironic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CBaOVGgiLiU/TgUChw8ix-I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/y47WB8A5OBM/s1600/wtfmyheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CBaOVGgiLiU/TgUChw8ix-I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/y47WB8A5OBM/s400/wtfmyheart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621902488939710434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes it has been three days since my last post. I feel the same. Or maybe a little worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy&lt;br /&gt;weird&lt;br /&gt;ironic&lt;br /&gt;bizarre&lt;br /&gt;funny&lt;br /&gt;hard&lt;br /&gt;challenging&lt;br /&gt;not easy&lt;br /&gt;busy&lt;br /&gt;confusing&lt;br /&gt;sad&lt;br /&gt;hectic&lt;br /&gt;happy&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;br /&gt;great&lt;br /&gt;wonderful&lt;br /&gt;beautiful&lt;br /&gt;incredible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you make it. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7660516958438826649?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7660516958438826649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/06/ironic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7660516958438826649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7660516958438826649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/06/ironic.html' title='ironic'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CBaOVGgiLiU/TgUChw8ix-I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/y47WB8A5OBM/s72-c/wtfmyheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-5642861035913297370</id><published>2011-06-21T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T14:52:49.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aldkjfibe,anlzopapsdjbrwba,msdfnasdficxk</title><content type='html'>Nope not spam, just me/my brain/my thoughts/my stress.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a summary: (and it's even in English and understandable this time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCSl9iO8TO0/TgESCnJnxDI/AAAAAAAAAjA/xgsP2hT4xuw/s1600/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCSl9iO8TO0/TgESCnJnxDI/AAAAAAAAAjA/xgsP2hT4xuw/s400/map.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620793646013465650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love because life really is beautiful. Even when it's confusing. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But I'm not ruling out the possibility that it would be better if magic and Harry Potter really existed. Just sayin. I mean have you seen the new trailer? O.M.G.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;picture sent from iphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-5642861035913297370?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/5642861035913297370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/06/aldkjfibeanlzopapsdjbrwbamsdfnasdficxk.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5642861035913297370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5642861035913297370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/06/aldkjfibeanlzopapsdjbrwbamsdfnasdficxk.html' title='aldkjfibe,anlzopapsdjbrwba,msdfnasdficxk'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCSl9iO8TO0/TgESCnJnxDI/AAAAAAAAAjA/xgsP2hT4xuw/s72-c/map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-458456311282459501</id><published>2011-06-08T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T08:44:42.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the thing,</title><content type='html'>I have SO much to blog about! However, today is not the day for any of it. So instead I'll continue in my song posting trend as of late and leave you with this little gem. I heard it on the radio for the first time last Thursday night after a weird dinner date. It couldn't have been more fitting.  Thanks B for rockin it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WwMsWjrlu54?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-458456311282459501?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/458456311282459501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/06/heres-thing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/458456311282459501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/458456311282459501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/06/heres-thing.html' title='Here&apos;s the thing,'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WwMsWjrlu54/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-5333092045152216061</id><published>2011-05-18T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T11:29:31.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass and Fail</title><content type='html'>Surprisingly this does not refer to my grades from last semester. I passed all my classes, even with my hectic schedule. I kept my GPA up and did exceptionally well in 3 out of 4 classes. All in all a definite WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New ward week 1- showing up late and having there be 4 cars in the parking lot. What the what? FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New ward week 2- show up on time for 1 pm church....Sacrament is great and I'm ready for the next two meetings. . . What's that? Oh church starts at 11 and it is already over for the day? Awesome. (at least now I know the correct time for next week right?) FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning the best vacations ever this summer! - WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain - although nice for the grass, sad for my soul. - FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air conditioning in my new car- WIN! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking a dish where people ask for the recipe - WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHE- I haven't been in forever (shame on me, I know) and somehow I forgot how awkward people (surprise to all I swear it wasn't me....at least not this week. Weird right?) can be. Although hilarious for me and my friends, it is a definite FAIL. Example 1 - the tall guy who did a tap dance .2 seconds after we said amen from the opening prayer. Who does that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to my sister on the phone for a long quality convo - WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating sushi! - WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to pack up my room/stuff after living in the same place for 2.5 years. Which is the longest I've been in one place since I moved out at age 18. CA-RAZY. Also a FAIL because moving just plain sucks (sorry mom but no other word gets the point across as well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava letting me kiss her face off - WIN! WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a crappy dinosaur phone that turns itself off several times a day - FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making new friends at the U and school hasn't even started yet - WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the U!!! - WIN WIN WIN! (my friend told me that now my Utah pride is legit and I'm no longer a poser. Nice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washing my car and having it rain the next day - FAIL (this happens every time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so sleepy at work because you were up too late doing anything but homework because you have none! - WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing until your sides hurt - WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean room/house/car - WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the balls to ask a question to the hottie boy sitting next to me in orientation (to which I already knew the answer and he was wrong) FAIL on his part. WIN on mine!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting a sales guy talk you into something you really don't need - FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE SWAG- WIN! (anyone that knows me knows how much I love my free t-shirts) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creepy sales guys entering my personal space at work - FAIL (I really hate that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New babies on the way! - WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being completely stress free since I all do is work, play, Repeat! - WIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling happy about your life - WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having more WINs on this list than FAILs - biggest WIN of all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end. for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KV2ssT8lzj8"&gt;Eminem and Lil Wayne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Warning&lt;/span&gt;: I couldn't find the clean version so I didn't think it would be appropriate to post here. Also my sweet mother would kill me. :) I love anything Lil Wayne lately but it doesn't seem like this song goes with my happy post today. SO after some debate, here is a much better vid to match my WINNING post (and no it has nothing whatsoever to do with Mr. Sheen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my home girls from my favorite show. I love when they do mash-ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JsX-zHqET10?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spreading world peace and love to all :)  ----&amp;gt; completely cheesy right? haha. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-5333092045152216061?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/5333092045152216061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/05/pass-and-fail.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5333092045152216061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5333092045152216061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/05/pass-and-fail.html' title='Pass and Fail'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JsX-zHqET10/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-5232080777436994146</id><published>2011-05-10T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T14:18:24.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pink + red</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-niqJxyES8Ew/TcmWuSXuFJI/AAAAAAAAAiE/dZQ83Xg3jj0/s1600/Survivors__view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-niqJxyES8Ew/TcmWuSXuFJI/AAAAAAAAAiE/dZQ83Xg3jj0/s400/Survivors__view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605176933188768914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGRXmJqftLg/TcmDFKsZiaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/301LJOOP3PI/s1600/downsized_0507110753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGRXmJqftLg/TcmDFKsZiaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/301LJOOP3PI/s400/downsized_0507110753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605155336032455074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ran the Susan G. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Komen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Race for the Cure with this lovely lady on Saturday. She is just the best and we had a great time together! It was so neat to be a part of such a wonderful race. 20,000+  people all running in celebration or memory of someone. It was really neat. A little too much pink for my taste but I still loved it. ;) I really love doing races that benefit others, get people exercising and raise money for a good cause. win.win.win. I think I'll do many more this summer. So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another completely unrelated note I should announce:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I officially bleed red. And I could not be more thrilled! So excited about the many great things to come! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I really love this artist and especially this song. Adele is artistic, talented and fabulous. (And any music &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vid&lt;/span&gt; with a good dancer in it gets my vote!) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rYEDA3JcQqw?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love! Spread it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-5232080777436994146?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/5232080777436994146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/05/announcing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5232080777436994146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5232080777436994146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/05/announcing.html' title='pink + red'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-niqJxyES8Ew/TcmWuSXuFJI/AAAAAAAAAiE/dZQ83Xg3jj0/s72-c/Survivors__view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-286501146768146964</id><published>2011-05-03T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T08:30:03.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't remember:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6sddYZ6A18c/TcAdR9kbXiI/AAAAAAAAAh0/6qgmiSzY-3U/s1600/finalsweek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6sddYZ6A18c/TcAdR9kbXiI/AAAAAAAAAh0/6qgmiSzY-3U/s400/finalsweek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602510130871229986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the last time I was in bed and asleep before 1 a.m.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what it is like NOT to have homework hanging over my head&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to spend a night without studying involved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what it is like to go home right after work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;having the luxury of doing whatever I want each evening night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how it is to be stress free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what it is like to have spare time to do normal everyday things...i.e. laundry and clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to have a social life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what NOT being in school feels like&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Needless to say I am more than ready for summer to FINALLY be here! Sadly, I have 2 classes over and done with....and still two to go. The remaining classes are of course the worst ones. But I get to check another one off the list tonight! A whoo hoo! I seriously can't wait for the hot sun, time at the pool, vacations to incredible places, quality time with my wonderful family, drive-ins, camping, hiking, laying out, reading anything that is not a textbook, playing with Ava, awaiting arrival of new baby girl!!! (eek!) and basically doing whatever I want any time I'm not at work. It is going to be soooo great!!! I'm determined it is going to be a fabulous summer. I can just feel it! Hallelujah for the end of the longest/WORST semester of my entire life! OH ya, and maybe I'll get some sleep here and there too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-286501146768146964?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/286501146768146964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dont-remember.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/286501146768146964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/286501146768146964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dont-remember.html' title='I don&apos;t remember:'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6sddYZ6A18c/TcAdR9kbXiI/AAAAAAAAAh0/6qgmiSzY-3U/s72-c/finalsweek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-8792526020240436634</id><published>2011-04-18T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T12:54:14.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please watch</title><content type='html'>This is hilarious. And so me today. . . and I'm gonna go ahead and say with confidence that is it probably about 99% of the runners from Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/m-hCuYjvw2I?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this guy might be my new favorite person. So awesome. I only ran the half but its still funny because its true. I can't imagine doubling what I ran. For all you non-runners out there here's some marathon thoughts. It's not pretty but quite entertaining. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NsMw10KVVCk?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is a great experience and one that I always love being apart of. It is so inspiring seeing all the different people cross the finish line. I just think it is so neat for everyone that decides to run it. This was my second year running the half. It was hard and I'm happy it is finally over. It definitely didn't go the way I had imagined. Lots of things were against me and my mental state wasn't great. Still, I cut off over ten minutes from my time last year so I'll try to be happy with that. It was a hard race for me this year. I had a lot going against me and felt pretty defeated by mile 8. Here's to meeting next year's goal! More details and pics to come later. . . . maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-8792526020240436634?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/8792526020240436634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/04/please-watch.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8792526020240436634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8792526020240436634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/04/please-watch.html' title='Please watch'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/m-hCuYjvw2I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-2477481833063658219</id><published>2011-04-14T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:39:54.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so.many.things.</title><content type='html'>Things I like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the feeling AFTER a run is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;long conversations with my sweet mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kisses from Ava&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;knowing that race day is practically here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my Pandora stations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hanging out at my parents house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;laughing with my roomie/bff on my bedroom floor and "trying" to study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hugs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my comfortable bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;making eye contact with a good looking man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things I don't like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;girls that are younger than me calling me "dear" or "ma'am" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when people touch my space at work...and move things around. Like my monitor and picture frames&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shady people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;crappy weather whilst running outside&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;boys that bug me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;having my sibs &amp;amp; family living far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when people park in my driveway so that I can't get into my spot in the garage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;having anxiety over another race that I just signed up for and it is still 6 months away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;people asking if I am dating anyone and when my reply is "not really" they say "OH! Well that's okay." Ummmm I KNOW! I know it is. Thanks. . . . Some people have zero class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how fast time goes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the fact that it is NOT 80 degrees outside right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things on my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;RACE DAY! RACE DAY! RACE DAY! I can't believe it is almost here! I have SO many mixed emotions about it. Several that I won't get into the details of on my little blog (a first for me I know, I'm learning to filter a bit I guess). I can't believe it has been a year since my last one. I loved doing the race last year even if my knee sucked. It will probably be the same story this year but I have more reasons than ever to be fast and beat my old time. I'm hoping I can. So much blood, sweat and tears have been shed over the past 4+ months. Working full time, school full time and training for a race has proved to be quite difficult. And my rockstar bestie is doing the full marathon! GO Sierra! (She's incredible.) Still, I have had some record runs myself and proven that I can do hard things. I will be happy to have it over so that my schedule frees up a little bit. It will be nice not to have to plan my entire Saturday around a long run. Oh how I can't wait to cross that finish line.  Here's to hoping all goes well. . . after it is over too. I'm just as nervous for that part as the actual race. Welp, Happy running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I LOVE inspirational commercials like this: (plus ASICS really are the best!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Mxcd6f-v8MU?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then some funny videos like this make me laugh: (it's funny because it's true!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Cw5MHsO-JI8?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-2477481833063658219?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/2477481833063658219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/04/somanythings.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2477481833063658219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2477481833063658219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/04/somanythings.html' title='so.many.things.'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Mxcd6f-v8MU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7970912681435123744</id><published>2011-04-05T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T13:34:07.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit Stronger</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/22zB6Soc2Gk?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when you find the exact perfect song to match your mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7970912681435123744?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7970912681435123744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/04/sara-evans-little-bit-stronger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7970912681435123744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7970912681435123744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/04/sara-evans-little-bit-stronger.html' title='A Little Bit Stronger'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/22zB6Soc2Gk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-598633305553362612</id><published>2011-03-29T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T11:49:06.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 days later</title><content type='html'>Set Fire To The Third Bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bfa9yxCpWoA?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to get enough of Snow Patrol even when I try to hate them or certain songs they sing. I'm in love with this song. I have been for a long time but I especially am today. Maybe not my favorite video ever...but it gets the point across. And it does it well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-598633305553362612?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/598633305553362612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/03/16-days-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/598633305553362612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/598633305553362612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/03/16-days-later.html' title='17 days later'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bfa9yxCpWoA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-3211133425279043513</id><published>2011-03-10T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T12:27:04.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>to everyone including myself:  Just a few things going on in my life lately that I didn't expect. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I completely have a crush on&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.google.com/images?hl=en&amp;amp;q=jimmer+fredette&amp;amp;bav=on.2,or.&amp;amp;pdl=300&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;source=og&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi&amp;amp;biw=1280&amp;amp;bih=840"&gt;Jimmer Fredette&lt;/a&gt;. (wouldn't our babies be soooo cute?... just sayin' ;) ) Everyone knows how much I love me a hottie athlete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also, I have to give props to BYU for this awesome display:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4q_ymVeR6Yk?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's also no secret how much I LOVE flash mobs) but that will be a post for another day. However, I do need to make it clear that I'm in no way, shape or form a BYU fan. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not today anyway&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jimmer dearest&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am participating in Lent. Is that weird? Well, it sort of goes along  with my training program so I thought it wouldn't be too bad of an idea for the next few weeks before my big race. Plus a co-worker is doing it and I am always up for a good challenge. Hopefully I won't get struck by lightening by doing something sacrelig to either church. :}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't completely hate all of my classes. I might enjoy a little biology here and there. sshhh! That being said, I'm still STOKED about spring break next week! eeekk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I might love to sing to B. Spears and A. Lavigne's new songs. in the car. by myself. (but don't worry I NEVER get them stuck in my head or anything). I know, totally painful to admit. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh wait, I will always be a pop queen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think Glee is getting a little too...what's the wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;d? L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ibera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;l? Riskay? Over the top? Even for me. and it makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love my new car which is a pretty big deal. I was det&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ermined to be pissed about &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/12/ssssssssssssssssssstress.html"&gt;THAT&lt;/a&gt; whole situation for ever. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have survived exactly one half of the worst.semester.ever. I can do this! Can't wait for that summer sun!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My life. I didn't expect my life to be anything like it is right now. When I was young I had everything planned out....And while it's nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thought it would be,  I'm surprisingly so grateful for that. I'm grateful for the trials I've en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;red, the paths I've chosen and mostly for the incredible people I've met along the way. I have courage and faith in the unknown. It's actually all very exciting! I have NO idea where life will take me and I couldn't be happier not having a plan. (for once) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Now some pics because I said so and it is my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this. It needs no caption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdXKMZkn6Oc/TXlZBBl8a_I/AAAAAAAAAhc/7SqwUfwNiT4/s1600/DSC06898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdXKMZkn6Oc/TXlZBBl8a_I/AAAAAAAAAhc/7SqwUfwNiT4/s400/DSC06898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582591087244766194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys. When everything seems to be falling apart, I can always turn to them for a guaranteed hang out and some quality laughter. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SIX_tp1-sWA/TXlac1aH1MI/AAAAAAAAAhs/e6ttdawFE1g/s1600/DSC06868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SIX_tp1-sWA/TXlac1aH1MI/AAAAAAAAAhs/e6ttdawFE1g/s400/DSC06868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582592664521921730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Shopping + Vegas = happiness!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1quLYOh1d6w/TXlZBWu3nmI/AAAAAAAAAhk/6tNfpjLf0ng/s1600/DSC07118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1quLYOh1d6w/TXlZBWu3nmI/AAAAAAAAAhk/6tNfpjLf0ng/s400/DSC07118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582591092919344738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lovely Ava babe. Stop growing up please!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jOCn3ouvXY/TXlYWpP2iRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/50qp4JfrQWk/s1600/DSC07238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jOCn3ouvXY/TXlYWpP2iRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/50qp4JfrQWk/s400/DSC07238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582590359155149074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cute boy who hates pictures but likes me so we take lots of them. :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gya82iz7rp4/TXlZAm3RoeI/AAAAAAAAAhU/gDwblXThgT4/s1600/DSC07363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gya82iz7rp4/TXlZAm3RoeI/AAAAAAAAAhU/gDwblXThgT4/s400/DSC07363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582591080069702114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sierra's gorgeous niece that I adore. She is seriously the cutest! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OLx6Qp-1rWM/TXlYXskiO_I/AAAAAAAAAhM/KpW57iPzBwI/s1600/DSC07360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OLx6Qp-1rWM/TXlYXskiO_I/AAAAAAAAAhM/KpW57iPzBwI/s400/DSC07360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582590377227074546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another one of&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-day.html"&gt; this cute guy&lt;/a&gt; because I can't help myself. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D9wD9Qvk5RA/TXlYXZdwFtI/AAAAAAAAAhE/oifvHiLiOt4/s1600/DSC07366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D9wD9Qvk5RA/TXlYXZdwFtI/AAAAAAAAAhE/oifvHiLiOt4/s400/DSC07366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582590372098348754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pop, Ava and Bobo. Just to prove MY/our true colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MguOE8ypqwY/TXlYWVjSLII/AAAAAAAAAg0/HddGaM-G67k/s1600/DSC07222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MguOE8ypqwY/TXlYWVjSLII/AAAAAAAAAg0/HddGaM-G67k/s400/DSC07222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582590353867943042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite couple of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dHuuT1sut_A/TXlYV9x0JnI/AAAAAAAAAgs/sjBim0FwDK8/s1600/DSC07227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dHuuT1sut_A/TXlYV9x0JnI/AAAAAAAAAgs/sjBim0FwDK8/s400/DSC07227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582590347486439026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I think I've spent enough time on one post for the day. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-3211133425279043513?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/3211133425279043513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/03/surprise.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/3211133425279043513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/3211133425279043513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/03/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4q_ymVeR6Yk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4948261708028739266</id><published>2011-03-04T13:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T14:11:15.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're like</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two peas in a pod&lt;br /&gt;or better yet&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;Bert and Ernie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82n9CM-DwAs/TXFfD_aTfAI/AAAAAAAAAgE/BgoQpuw6TdM/s1600/DSC07308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82n9CM-DwAs/TXFfD_aTfAI/AAAAAAAAAgE/BgoQpuw6TdM/s400/DSC07308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580345935454764034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8_ukLxvX-E/TXFfEaq-PmI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0FeqWMr1x2s/s1600/DSC07358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8_ukLxvX-E/TXFfEaq-PmI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0FeqWMr1x2s/s400/DSC07358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580345942772432482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BFF!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;peace and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4948261708028739266?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/4948261708028739266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/03/were-like.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4948261708028739266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4948261708028739266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/03/were-like.html' title='we&apos;re like'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82n9CM-DwAs/TXFfD_aTfAI/AAAAAAAAAgE/BgoQpuw6TdM/s72-c/DSC07308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-2037934189218381239</id><published>2011-02-25T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T09:44:22.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hilarious</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0rbMHLDY1pA?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I have daughters like her someday. Little independent woman. So awesome.  :)&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-2037934189218381239?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/2037934189218381239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2037934189218381239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2037934189218381239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-my.html' title='hilarious'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0rbMHLDY1pA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-2209231609654257436</id><published>2011-02-23T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:09:41.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bit broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-niPxShDUMTQ/TWVIuoxf_mI/AAAAAAAAAfk/n5yEVA7Tfnc/s1600/my%2Bboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-niPxShDUMTQ/TWVIuoxf_mI/AAAAAAAAAfk/n5yEVA7Tfnc/s400/my%2Bboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576943679624445538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Iezfyear08/TWVBHElYEpI/AAAAAAAAAfM/sUWpl6-s2sE/s1600/deron-williamssuit.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Iezfyear08/TWVBHElYEpI/AAAAAAAAAfM/sUWpl6-s2sE/s400/deron-williamssuit.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576935303313625746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone that knows me knows how much I love D-Will. I mean I LOVE him! He's so good and so fun to watch. Plus he's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hottie&lt;/span&gt; and I've seen him in real life. Up close! Twice!!! :) Anyways, he broke my heart and he's outta here.  :(  This is the craziest year to be a Jazz fan. I feel a little lost and a little broken. My boyfriend has been telling me that he'll probably leave (meaning D-Will not said Bf) but I have chosen not to believe it. I hear some people think he's a D-bag but I choose to ignore that too. I like to think that he's talented, good looking, rich AND a nice guy. Wouldn't that be too good to be true??? Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boNtXsUQ9UU/TWVC9VY0aII/AAAAAAAAAfU/6WPIXPwpMTw/s1600/DSC05140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boNtXsUQ9UU/TWVC9VY0aII/AAAAAAAAAfU/6WPIXPwpMTw/s400/DSC05140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576937335048923266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sorenson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;championship&lt;/span&gt; that I went to for work last year. Let's just say best.day.ever!&lt;br /&gt;for my favorite pic of the day click&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?id=522756856&amp;amp;aid=210632#%21/photo.php?fbid=184178800420&amp;amp;set=t.522756856&amp;amp;theater"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-AFwnllUA4/TWVDvmvUKoI/AAAAAAAAAfc/-vQG2zSrlxc/s1600/DSC05139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-AFwnllUA4/TWVDvmvUKoI/AAAAAAAAAfc/-vQG2zSrlxc/s400/DSC05139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576938198700141186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also saw this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hottie&lt;/span&gt; and even got a pic with him! Go look at it&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?id=522756856&amp;amp;aid=210632#%21/photo.php?fbid=184177805420&amp;amp;set=t.522756856&amp;amp;theater"&gt; HERE.&lt;/a&gt; Sadly, he left the Jazz last year. My best friend and I once entered a contest to win a date with KK.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; True story.&lt;/span&gt; My team is falling apart!! And at the beginning of the season I had high hopes that this would be the year. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I might think that every year)&lt;/span&gt; Shows ya how much I know. :/  and I might have gone a little stalker (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;) on the Jazz players at this event. I get completely star struck! My sister and I once freaked out about a soap opera star that we saw at the airport. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;True story.&lt;/span&gt; (We actually recognized him from an episode of FRIENDS but whatever). We got a picture with him too. More importantly, how much do I love that argyle sweater on Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Korver&lt;/span&gt;? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday. or something like that. I'm still sad over the news of my boy leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll have to set my sights on my other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;orite NBA player:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-be2Tn56r6Og/TWVKt6jVC6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/eOslpjiqWoo/s1600/magic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-be2Tn56r6Og/TWVKt6jVC6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/eOslpjiqWoo/s400/magic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576945866240232354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d5V5_QmRRAw/TWVK1C7J77I/AAAAAAAAAf8/S01E3WdsBTM/s1600/blue%2Bm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d5V5_QmRRAw/TWVK1C7J77I/AAAAAAAAAf8/S01E3WdsBTM/s400/blue%2Bm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576945988746735538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...And just like that I'm smiling again. :) He's incredible. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and by "he" I mean those arms)&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-2209231609654257436?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/2209231609654257436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/02/broken.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2209231609654257436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2209231609654257436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/02/broken.html' title='a little bit broken'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-niPxShDUMTQ/TWVIuoxf_mI/AAAAAAAAAfk/n5yEVA7Tfnc/s72-c/my%2Bboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4436993699106157776</id><published>2011-02-16T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T12:48:23.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W2SKvrPGzBc/TVwMBCV3EgI/AAAAAAAAAfA/pGnvwTpAKwg/s1600/love.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W2SKvrPGzBc/TVwMBCV3EgI/AAAAAAAAAfA/pGnvwTpAKwg/s400/love.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574343650725794306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo I've never been one to love Valentine's Day. Surprised? You shouldn't be. Mostly because I'm usually (always) single and I think it's kind of a lame holiday. It stopped being fun as soon as we stopped decorating boxes in school. And okay so the treats are great but I'd rather have flowers, chocolates, etc. on a random day then on a day where you are expected to get or give them to someone. Know what I mean?? Anyways, all that changed this year. I had the most amazing night with the most amazing guy. The best part was just spending time with him (I wish that happened more often). I'm a lucky lady to have such a sweet and hottie boyfriend. And I'm not typically one to brag, but he also got me the sweetest present ever! All I wanted was a love note. Well I got that. And maybe something else. It's really special to me and I hope he knows how much I love it.  :)  I just can't seem to get enough of this guy. Maybe someday I'll even post a pic of us so that all two of my readers can see him.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOC1pn9sS1I/TVwMBOVGT5I/AAAAAAAAAe4/giWHJ94j73g/s1600/LOVE-hands.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOC1pn9sS1I/TVwMBOVGT5I/AAAAAAAAAe4/giWHJ94j73g/s400/LOVE-hands.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574343653943824274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, single or taken I have a new attitude about the day. Everyone has people they love in life. We are all blessed so spread the love! Plus, heaven knows we could use a little more love in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(because as clearly stated in this post  you can never have enough love) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4436993699106157776?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/4436993699106157776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4436993699106157776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4436993699106157776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-day.html' title='love day'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W2SKvrPGzBc/TVwMBCV3EgI/AAAAAAAAAfA/pGnvwTpAKwg/s72-c/love.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-5244692611143910972</id><published>2011-02-11T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T09:00:04.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ya know what?</title><content type='html'>I love this &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://tomywife.tumblr.com/"&gt;GUY&lt;/a&gt;. Like I adore him. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People bug me. You know what I'm talking about. Like those blogs you read and you just gag from their over-the-top-my-life-is-so-wonderful-bragging? Yuck. Which is why &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://seriouslysoblessed.blogspot.com/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; is so freaking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sarcastic people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty pissed (sorry mom) that I'm getting a cold. I've been feeling it coming and have been successful in fighting it off for weeks and now it seems my body won't resist it any longer. Ironic timing because I FINALLY get to spent the weekend with my hottie boyfriend (who I also adore and is finally in the same state as me) and not even kiss him. My own personal hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the best hair stylist ever. Need one? Two words. Sierra Smith. A-FREAKING-MAZING. She's a hair wizard. Promise. Oh and she also happens to be my best friend. I know right? LUCKY ME! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad it's not summer right this very second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently have a craving to watch Easy A and/or Zombieland. Both hilarious and brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could sleep for a thousand years. You know that lame quote, "I can sleep when I'm dead!" Well I prefer to do the opposite and sleep now. I'll be busy building kingdoms in the next life. I need sleep. Like NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to running outside for a change. Come on sun!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of the Burlesque soundtrack, the Country Strong soundtrack, my Blue October and Glee cds and a Lil' Wayne mix from Chaser.  Random I know. But doesn't my music selection show how much I enjoy diversity? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Uhhh for all the blog rookies out there you click on the pink underlined words for the links) you.are.welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's enough for a Friday morning....after all it's not even 10 am yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-5244692611143910972?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/5244692611143910972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/02/ya-know-what.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5244692611143910972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5244692611143910972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/02/ya-know-what.html' title='ya know what?'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4427287471546670787</id><published>2011-01-25T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:37:44.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love/hate</title><content type='html'>I have a love/hate relationship with the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Okay, okay so they are more hate than love. WAY more....especially lately. And sadly, these three things take up 90% of my time if not more. Major bummer!! Especially when I'd rather be spending my time with my favorite people instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said favorite people are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christian, Sierra and Ava.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (they are in no particular order since they are all in the #1 spot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;HOWEVER, If I could make a wish right now for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;    I wanted it would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and more sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(okay so maybe that's NOT completely true and a bit dramatic, but it's seriously close you guys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to hoping the weekend gets here A sap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TT8GK6sSpjI/AAAAAAAAAes/dQuEYw33Ndg/s1600/avababy.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TT8GK6sSpjI/AAAAAAAAAes/dQuEYw33Ndg/s400/avababy.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566174449076708914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for your enjoyment here is a pic of my sweet little Ava baby. Isn't she the most precious little thing you've ever seen? I am in love with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4427287471546670787?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/4427287471546670787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/01/lovehate.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4427287471546670787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4427287471546670787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/01/lovehate.html' title='love/hate'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TT8GK6sSpjI/AAAAAAAAAes/dQuEYw33Ndg/s72-c/avababy.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-2113150534065354457</id><published>2011-01-18T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:36:54.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So beautiful I cried</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OBk3ynRbtsw?fs=1" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of you By Ryan Woodward. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-2113150534065354457?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/2113150534065354457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/01/thought-of-you-by-ryan-woodward.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2113150534065354457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2113150534065354457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/01/thought-of-you-by-ryan-woodward.html' title='So beautiful I cried'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OBk3ynRbtsw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7104182575677168587</id><published>2011-01-12T09:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T09:45:44.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new crush....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TS3neCwLK2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/O1YHDF6uViY/s1600/GH.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TS3neCwLK2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/O1YHDF6uViY/s400/GH.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561355618193451874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on Garret Hedlund. :)&lt;br /&gt;He's a looker eh?&lt;br /&gt;My heart might have skipped a beat when he started singing in Country Strong.&lt;br /&gt;(you should probably stop whatever you are doing and go see it right now so we can talk about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not convinced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TS3nsrrgzTI/AAAAAAAAAec/PKqb2MfID6U/s1600/Gh%2Bhottie.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TS3nsrrgzTI/AAAAAAAAAec/PKqb2MfID6U/s400/Gh%2Bhottie.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561355869697920306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well you should be. I guess I finally have a reason to see TRON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7104182575677168587?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7104182575677168587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-have-new-crush.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7104182575677168587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7104182575677168587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-have-new-crush.html' title='I have a new crush....'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TS3neCwLK2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/O1YHDF6uViY/s72-c/GH.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-3509788310526186528</id><published>2011-01-07T14:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:29:23.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love and hugs</title><content type='html'>Want to see the sweetest moment ever?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TSeTAYyJIuI/AAAAAAAAAeM/rbj6QO4eu2Q/s1600/DSC06622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TSeTAYyJIuI/AAAAAAAAAeM/rbj6QO4eu2Q/s400/DSC06622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559573899874214626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute little nieces are 10 months apart and met for the first time this summer. I'm so lucky to have 4 beautiful nieces! I sure love them. I wish I was sandwiched right in the middle of them right now. It's been a rough few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring on the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am pretty positive they are scared and hiding from Dan in this pic. Ems doesn't look nearly as nervous as Ava. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-3509788310526186528?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/3509788310526186528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-and-hugs.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/3509788310526186528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/3509788310526186528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-and-hugs.html' title='love and hugs'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TSeTAYyJIuI/AAAAAAAAAeM/rbj6QO4eu2Q/s72-c/DSC06622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-183145406338043300</id><published>2010-12-28T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T11:56:37.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TRpAo0Ek5mI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vs6n1kBcUw4/s1600/be%2Bfree.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TRpAo0Ek5mI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vs6n1kBcUw4/s400/be%2Bfree.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555824160231712354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were born with potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were born with goodness and trust.&lt;br /&gt;You were born with ideals and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You were born with greatness.&lt;br /&gt;You were born with wings.&lt;br /&gt;You are not meant for crawling, so don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Learn to use them, and fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Rumi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this in a health magazine I was reading today and loved it.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                    but then again, I'm a sucker for inspiring crap like this  ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-183145406338043300?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/183145406338043300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/12/inspiration.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/183145406338043300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/183145406338043300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/12/inspiration.html' title='inspiration'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TRpAo0Ek5mI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vs6n1kBcUw4/s72-c/be%2Bfree.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-9215397999214490230</id><published>2010-12-22T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T15:21:15.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; these two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TRKFjUpi1hI/AAAAAAAAAdo/mNmWuTTqBo8/s1600/sadeava.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TRKFjUpi1hI/AAAAAAAAAdo/mNmWuTTqBo8/s400/sadeava.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553648132386117138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a lot.&lt;br /&gt;A LOT A LOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet mom gave Sade and I an early Christmas present. Last night we went to see White Christmas at Pioneer Theater. It was incredible and I loved every second of it. Thanks so much mom. I love all the alone time with my sis I can get....it doesn't happen nearly enough.            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TRKHcPm15WI/AAAAAAAAAdw/JCzTGOjAjFc/s1600/White_Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TRKHcPm15WI/AAAAAAAAAdw/JCzTGOjAjFc/s400/White_Christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553650209796777314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you sister!&lt;br /&gt;(I especially loved the sister song...but ours is better!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace, love and Happy Holidays to all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-9215397999214490230?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/9215397999214490230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/9215397999214490230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/9215397999214490230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love.html' title='i love'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TRKFjUpi1hI/AAAAAAAAAdo/mNmWuTTqBo8/s72-c/sadeava.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-3416601743822901623</id><published>2010-12-16T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T16:05:18.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ssssssssssssssssssstress</title><content type='html'>I'm having issues with my blog and it's stressing me out. Like I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; need another thing to stress me out!! Like why can't I change my title from purple to black? The atrocious colors are killing me. It's not fitting with my holiday theme at all. Anyways, I can honestly say this has been the most stressful consecutive 7 days in a row that I have ever had. :/ But life is weird. I've also had some really incredible things happen too. :) Funny, how things really do happen when you least expect them too! I've also realized that the power of prayer is real. I pray all.the.time. I guess now I just need to learn to pray for the exact right thing. But mostly I just can't believe Christmas is literally around the corner. I have done zero Christmas shopping. I have NO idea what to get anyone. The only person on my list that is done is sweet, little Ava! But then again, she is the most fun to shop for. Too bad she won't remember it a year from now. OH ya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TQqn2xxnHLI/AAAAAAAAAdg/4pgaCMQaQos/s1600/1210101416a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TQqn2xxnHLI/AAAAAAAAAdg/4pgaCMQaQos/s400/1210101416a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551434050203753650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aaaaaaaaaaand I get to go freaking car shopping this weekend. Wish me luck.  :/ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the crappy quality phone pic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-3416601743822901623?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/3416601743822901623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/12/ssssssssssssssssssstress.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/3416601743822901623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/3416601743822901623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/12/ssssssssssssssssssstress.html' title='ssssssssssssssssssstress'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TQqn2xxnHLI/AAAAAAAAAdg/4pgaCMQaQos/s72-c/1210101416a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-5030210796358199131</id><published>2010-12-09T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T15:03:17.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy body</title><content type='html'>Life is busy! I am sure it is for everyone, especially this time of year. Between work, school, seeing my family, my best friend and dating there isn't much else I do. I don't have much time for anything these days let alone blogging. Here's what has been on my mind the last little while. So in a very random order here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was feeling a tad ridiculous for blogging about Twilight. Then, I recently watched Eclipse with my bestie and remembered why in the world I would do such a thing. I could stare at those beautiful men all day long! LOVE it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't believe it's already Christmas!!! How did that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love dating....sometimes....but right now I love it. ha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to kiss the chubby cheeks on this little baby&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TQFdiWdpATI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/uhK9TnW-3jk/s1600/baby.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TQFdiWdpATI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/uhK9TnW-3jk/s400/baby.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548819060623999282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LOVE my house especially with it's cute Christmas decor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to move to some exotic location&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My niece calls me hers. It is the sweetest.thing.ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to go to a glamorous New Year's party this year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need a treat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;uh...more boys ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I literally cannot wait for the semester to get the freak over with already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm ready for a change...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I REALLY wish I was going to the Jazz game tomorrow night.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TQFecPVSIiI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nwA333LjmbQ/s1600/my%2Bboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TQFecPVSIiI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nwA333LjmbQ/s400/my%2Bboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548820055142310434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;You know so that I could cheer on my boy D-Will. Just look at that smile! I love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring on the weekend! Peace and LOTS of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-5030210796358199131?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/5030210796358199131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/12/busy-body.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5030210796358199131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5030210796358199131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/12/busy-body.html' title='busy body'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TQFdiWdpATI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/uhK9TnW-3jk/s72-c/baby.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4111454820336395464</id><published>2010-11-24T10:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T11:08:15.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blizzard FYI</title><content type='html'>Sooooo I have snow on my blog now. Isn't it cute? I thought it was fitting since I'm freezing and apparently there was a blizzard last night?!?! I must have missed it. All I know is that school was canceled and I was/am a happy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to y'all! I will be eating out. Just me. Oh and my parents. Sounds like the perfect movie traditional setting right? Oh ya and we're going extra early to beat the "crowd" because apparently tons of people go out to eat on the annual turkey day. So I don't even get to sleep in. Fantastic. I'm not bitter at all. FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone travels safe this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TO1hhp54QyI/AAAAAAAAAdA/a38ycWSAQDU/s1600/thanks19.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TO1hhp54QyI/AAAAAAAAAdA/a38ycWSAQDU/s400/thanks19.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543193947175142178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me on Thanksgiving last year. I have sick bangs and black hair. Not sure what I was thinking. At least I outgrew that bad phase in the past year, so there is something to be grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Hi. I'm Annie. I'm sarcastic. I joke 99% of the time. (My mom thinks it's a serious problem). I love my life and have tons to be grateful for but that deserves a post of it's own. Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/360/E17304EB2BE9DF5BB51905DC6C3E96EA.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4111454820336395464?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/4111454820336395464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/11/blizzard.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4111454820336395464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4111454820336395464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/11/blizzard.html' title='Blizzard FYI'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TO1hhp54QyI/AAAAAAAAAdA/a38ycWSAQDU/s72-c/thanks19.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-6120822735134604754</id><published>2010-11-18T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T12:53:48.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing at the Movies</title><content type='html'>I miss dancing every single day. Watching this makes me soooo happy. It has a bunch of the greats in it! If you want to be my friend you'll love this too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZYL3j27sSH8?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-6120822735134604754?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/6120822735134604754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/11/dancing-at-movies-music-video.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6120822735134604754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6120822735134604754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/11/dancing-at-movies-music-video.html' title='Dancing at the Movies'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZYL3j27sSH8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-2304787859887402709</id><published>2010-11-11T14:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T14:58:06.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this made my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TNx0m-YUdLI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bV87N0Mt2jc/s1600/funny%2Bgrandma.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TNx0m-YUdLI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bV87N0Mt2jc/s400/funny%2Bgrandma.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538429854687720626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Important things to note:&lt;br /&gt;How much I love that it's a cute, old lady wearing this shirt.&lt;br /&gt;The comfort I find in knowing everyone feels like this at times.&lt;br /&gt;Today is my day. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(clearly) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-2304787859887402709?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/2304787859887402709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-made-my-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2304787859887402709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2304787859887402709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-made-my-day.html' title='this made my day'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TNx0m-YUdLI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bV87N0Mt2jc/s72-c/funny%2Bgrandma.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-6946421019206788004</id><published>2010-11-02T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T09:41:45.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is it really already November?!?! I can't hardly believe it. However, in appreciation for this great month I decided I'm going to post a few things I'm grateful for....I'm sure lots of people will be doing similar posts so it might get a little boring. I'll try to shake things up a bit so stay tuned, I'll be doing this on and off for the entire month. Plus it's just something I need to do. I like to think I'm a pretty grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; person most of the time but it will be good to post some things on the ol' blog to show it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I am grateful for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;my phone - sounds materialistic but I'm grateful for it and the way it helps me keep in touch with those I care about. Especially for the 4 hour conversation that took place last night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my Pandora stations - music gets me through the day...especially at work! (and on my runs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;heaters - I' m currently freezing at my desk right now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and most importantly the people in my life - in above said conversation I was asked what my biggest fear is. I replied that I am afraid of losing someone that is close to me. 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There &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;are days you love them, and others you don’t. But, in the end, they’re the people you always come home to. Sometimes it’s the family you’re born into and sometimes it’s the one you make for yourself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TNA95WT6MzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/8S3bHo-1J8U/s1600/family2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TNA95WT6MzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/8S3bHo-1J8U/s400/family2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534991997489263410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have the best family ever :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Family picture August 2010 - Taken by Flash Jorgensen. You can see Steph's other great work&lt;a href="http://www.flashjorgensen.blogspot.com/"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;peace and love you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-6946421019206788004?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/6946421019206788004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/11/things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6946421019206788004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6946421019206788004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/11/things.html' title='Things'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TNA95WT6MzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/8S3bHo-1J8U/s72-c/family2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-6946565101851324268</id><published>2010-10-28T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:52:03.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One wise cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Find release from your cares, Have a good time!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TMniBbDCuwI/AAAAAAAAAcg/lESYUrzhV5A/s1600/fortune-cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TMniBbDCuwI/AAAAAAAAAcg/lESYUrzhV5A/s400/fortune-cookie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533202131269630722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thank you little fortune cookie in my lunch today, you are just what I needed. I think I'll do exactly that this weekend! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party on! Happy Halloween all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-6946565101851324268?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/6946565101851324268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-wise-cookie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6946565101851324268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6946565101851324268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-wise-cookie.html' title='One wise cookie'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TMniBbDCuwI/AAAAAAAAAcg/lESYUrzhV5A/s72-c/fortune-cookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7847722894953175313</id><published>2010-10-27T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:15:08.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petty little love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Triangles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember the the saying, "The one who cares the least has the most power."&lt;br /&gt;I've ALWAYS hated that saying. I hate it even more as I realize how true it is. So stupid. It shouldn't be like that at all. Life and LOVE sure can be complicated. I would know, so trust me you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Along with a few recent events in my own life, I'm reminded of another complicated but much more glamorous love triangle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TMiPF7LFCgI/AAAAAAAAAcI/k0QIMJuc7E4/s1600/twilightlove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TMiPF7LFCgI/AAAAAAAAAcI/k0QIMJuc7E4/s400/twilightlove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532829474170931714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TMiSU_sJwCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zjNo-pzw9mY/s1600/poorbella.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh Bella, how on earth did you ever choose??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TMiSU_sJwCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zjNo-pzw9mY/s1600/poorbella.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TMiSU_sJwCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zjNo-pzw9mY/s400/poorbella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532833031616315426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My life isn't nearly as dramatic as it sounds. But if any of us looked like these 3 it would sure be more fun! ;) There is a lot going on in my life and those close to me right now. BUT the bottom line = happiness! Do what is needed to achieve it. You know who you are, you deserve it and&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to take my own advice as well. Heaven knows I need it....and in the meantime I might have to watch some Twilight movies, seeing as I'm suddenly in the mood for some shirtless werewolves and sparkly vampires. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7847722894953175313?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7847722894953175313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/10/petty-little-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7847722894953175313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7847722894953175313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/10/petty-little-love.html' title='Petty little love'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TMiPF7LFCgI/AAAAAAAAAcI/k0QIMJuc7E4/s72-c/twilightlove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-1292573165694409718</id><published>2010-10-18T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T14:55:12.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practically Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been doing this ALL.DAY.LONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLy_wjN31uI/AAAAAAAAAbY/7RnHnJGG9DQ/s1600/sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLy_wjN31uI/AAAAAAAAAbY/7RnHnJGG9DQ/s400/sleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529505283312178914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sleep how I've missed you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently counting down the days until:&lt;br /&gt;my big race is over&lt;br /&gt;the semester is over&lt;br /&gt;the holidays are here&lt;br /&gt;the days when I can just go straight home after work&lt;br /&gt;I get a break from running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and most importantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any chance I get to sleep in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come quick.&lt;br /&gt;until then I'll follow my cute mom's M.O. and just carry on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-1292573165694409718?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/1292573165694409718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-should-sum-it-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/1292573165694409718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/1292573165694409718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-should-sum-it-up.html' title='Practically Me'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLy_wjN31uI/AAAAAAAAAbY/7RnHnJGG9DQ/s72-c/sleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-6139362961227286109</id><published>2010-10-05T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:47:49.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Fun for everyone! :)</title><content type='html'>Details although possibly vague, in the wrong order and a bit jumbled are all here for the reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuhP4gg_GI/AAAAAAAAAag/JE2f3iUyhMg/s1600/DSC07044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuhP4gg_GI/AAAAAAAAAag/JE2f3iUyhMg/s400/DSC07044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524686662138920034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful flowers my cute date brought me on Saturday night. So thoughtful of him! I also got flowers from my cute mom. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuhPKm5bhI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/605lTjzh-xQ/s1600/DSC06997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuhPKm5bhI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/605lTjzh-xQ/s400/DSC06997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524686649817656850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dessert from Cheesecake Factory (Friday night)! Thanks friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuVkuBdQrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/b87LXQdWV4o/s1600/DSC07060.JPG"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I turned twenty-freaking-four years old last weekend! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My actual birthday was on Saturday, October 2 but I was lucky enough to celebrate all weekend long! &lt;/span&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I feel so old (can you tell I'm still in shock??) I know it's lame when young people say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shiz&lt;/span&gt; like that but it's true. It feels like I should for sure have my life in order by now. BUT, then I had to stop and remind myself that I do. I'm a strong, independent, smart and hard working woman. That's right folks I'm a mature adult! I work hard, I play harder and I'm a very motivated and determined person who is always trying to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;do better. I am so happy with where my life is at right now and I wouldn't change a thing! I'm incredibly busy but love it, even when I don't act like it. I love being single and having the ability to do whatever I want, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;whenever I want! It's the best. So here is a quick, photo filled recap of my celebration weekend:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuVkuBdQrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/b87LXQdWV4o/s1600/DSC07060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuVkuBdQrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/b87LXQdWV4o/s400/DSC07060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524673825962017458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuVkuBdQrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/b87LXQdWV4o/s1600/DSC07060.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with my family on Sunday after spending the day watching conference and hanging out in sweats. Growing up I always thought it was neat that I didn't have to go to church on my birthday weekend. Plus I got my all time favorite fun-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fetti&lt;/span&gt; cake made by my sweet sis. And yes I blew out all 24 candles! :) I love my family, they are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKujrH4WhRI/AAAAAAAAAao/zBUiiZnr-lo/s1600/DSC07055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKujrH4WhRI/AAAAAAAAAao/zBUiiZnr-lo/s400/DSC07055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524689329145152786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little one sang Happy Birthday to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bobo&lt;/span&gt;! Sweetest.thing.ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuVj2YJOzI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/By6AP8aC-Zg/s1600/DSC07054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuVj2YJOzI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/By6AP8aC-Zg/s400/DSC07054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524673811024788274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cake!!! I love that rainbow chip frosting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuUg9M7p4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/xNxhbPz3rms/s1600/DSC07038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuUg9M7p4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/xNxhbPz3rms/s400/DSC07038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524672661805574018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my actual Birthday I got to meet all the gals in my family at the mall. LOVE time with the girls! I was the lucky one Ava picked to ride on the Carousel with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuUgW5odPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Y31y4Sjs88Q/s1600/DSC07037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuUgW5odPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Y31y4Sjs88Q/s400/DSC07037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524672651524076786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuUgOPAICI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WleQ721VgYk/s1600/DSC07032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuUgOPAICI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WleQ721VgYk/s400/DSC07032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524672649197789218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this face. On Thursday night, I offered to babysit so I could get some one on one time with my sweet niece. She makes me so happy! Later that night I went on a fun movie date. The next day I took off from work, slept in, had a delicious salmon meal made by a special friend and then went to a movie with Kira before the Friday night festivities began. It was a fabulous day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuTTDp8w-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/1c38-eS9E1c/s1600/DSC07029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuTTDp8w-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/1c38-eS9E1c/s400/DSC07029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524671323508098018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at Gateway with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bestie&lt;/span&gt; on my Birthday! It was so hot this year, I don't ever remember it being that hot on my special day. It was nice to spend the day shopping, walking, talking and getting a treat! Basically doing whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuTSlQwjbI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/dHgiHvdlWEY/s1600/DSC07028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuTSlQwjbI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/dHgiHvdlWEY/s400/DSC07028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524671315349376434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE spending time together! It was such a perfect day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuhPee3CaI/AAAAAAAAAaY/9K8UtBnhW3w/s1600/DSC07041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuhPee3CaI/AAAAAAAAAaY/9K8UtBnhW3w/s400/DSC07041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524686655152654754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sweet cousin came to visit and brought with her, a huge homemade brownie (my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;) for me! Along with pics and other goods. Love you Kira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Friday night I went to dinner with my 4  favorite people. I am so grateful to have all of them in my life and call them my closet friends. They mean the world to me! I didn't think Chaser could come but it totally surprised me! Best thing ever! I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; happy! Sierra coordinated everything and made sure I had such an amazing and special night. I'm so lucky to have her as my best friend! Thank you so much for everything Si! You are amazing! After the best meal in the world we went to Keys on Main and met up with more fun friends! It was such a great night out!&lt;br /&gt;The next day I met up at Cafe Rio with all my high school girlfriends! It was great to see everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuPtcnrEEI/AAAAAAAAAYI/fRt-3E1iYAA/s1600/DSC06995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuPtcnrEEI/AAAAAAAAAYI/fRt-3E1iYAA/s400/DSC06995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524667378839523394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuRD5rGeWI/AAAAAAAAAYg/_Cil4cjHVJ8/s1600/DSC07004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuRD5rGeWI/AAAAAAAAAYg/_Cil4cjHVJ8/s400/DSC07004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524668864107280738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuQkPNZD1I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Q2PmSrVkr_Q/s1600/DSC07002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuQkPNZD1I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Q2PmSrVkr_Q/s400/DSC07002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524668320132435794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuRYtEAcoI/AAAAAAAAAYo/e-VzGAjmQeg/s1600/DSC07015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuRYtEAcoI/AAAAAAAAAYo/e-VzGAjmQeg/s400/DSC07015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524669221499335298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuRtv9hnFI/AAAAAAAAAYw/0giZtH-SPhM/s1600/DSC07016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuRtv9hnFI/AAAAAAAAAYw/0giZtH-SPhM/s400/DSC07016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524669583054707794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuTSWhKzLI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9qOjNpBYf6E/s1600/DSC07024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuTSWhKzLI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9qOjNpBYf6E/s400/DSC07024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524671311391673522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuSBlRP6AI/AAAAAAAAAY4/j1WDBWH5t14/s1600/DSC07020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuSBlRP6AI/AAAAAAAAAY4/j1WDBWH5t14/s400/DSC07020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524669923782027266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuSZ9CXoII/AAAAAAAAAZA/I94O2RS04lE/s1600/DSC07021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuSZ9CXoII/AAAAAAAAAZA/I94O2RS04lE/s400/DSC07021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524670342478930050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel so blessed to have so many wonderful people in my life. I truly have the best friends and family of all time. Major thank you to everyone who made my birthday special this year! It was one of the greatest ones yet and I will never forget it! This weekend I got to shop tons, eat amazing food, go on a motorcycle ride with a cute boy, see lots of movies, spend time with my family and all my friends I care most about, get kisses from my niece (and maybe somebody else who is taller and of the opposite gender but I'm not one to kiss and tell) and just have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt;' good time! Best Birthday Ever! Thanks again for the calls, texts and all around birthday wishes! Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-6139362961227286109?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/6139362961227286109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/10/birthday-fun-for-everyone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6139362961227286109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6139362961227286109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/10/birthday-fun-for-everyone.html' title='Birthday Fun for everyone! :)'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKuhP4gg_GI/AAAAAAAAAag/JE2f3iUyhMg/s72-c/DSC07044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7253216943814420127</id><published>2010-09-30T13:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T13:47:23.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chivalry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKTwu-NS4pI/AAAAAAAAAXw/NMI7bAp4Qew/s1600/chivalry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKTwu-NS4pI/AAAAAAAAAXw/NMI7bAp4Qew/s400/chivalry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522803732826481298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is not dead! &lt;/span&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; it when a man goes out of his way to open the door for me or any other woman for that matter. I think it's so proper and respectful. It has already happened to me TWICE today! It is such a small and simple thing but it always makes my day and makes me smile.  Of course both times they were old business men walking into my building (instead of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heath Ledger look-a-like&lt;/span&gt;, DANG!) but it gave me faith that it's not quite the lost art that I thought. :) Cheers to all the good guys out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and since I mentioned him here's some eye candy for the day! I've loved him for years. He will always be one of my all time favorites!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKTy1SQE99I/AAAAAAAAAX4/qGcrxm1NsT8/s1600/Patrick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKTy1SQE99I/AAAAAAAAAX4/qGcrxm1NsT8/s400/Patrick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522806040309331922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've loved him since he played Patrick Verona in 10 Things I Hate About You, which still remains one of my very favorite movies of all time. :) This is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;. shot and one of the best scenes. His eyes make me melt.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKT0cVAhAlI/AAAAAAAAAYA/NWx4D8EyziY/s1600/heath-ledger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKT0cVAhAlI/AAAAAAAAAYA/NWx4D8EyziY/s400/heath-ledger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522807810575893074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WOWZA&lt;/span&gt;~! :)&lt;br /&gt;May he RIP. I sure miss him....ya know in the movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not at all where I was going with this post but I think it turned out quite nice, don't you? Well it's officially fall and time for the weekend. Bring it on. Big change is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;comin&lt;/span&gt;'!&lt;br /&gt;peace and love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7253216943814420127?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7253216943814420127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/09/chivalry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7253216943814420127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7253216943814420127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/09/chivalry.html' title='Chivalry'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TKTwu-NS4pI/AAAAAAAAAXw/NMI7bAp4Qew/s72-c/chivalry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-1258626215034695607</id><published>2010-09-22T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:25:39.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read and Follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TJp6t7VQsSI/AAAAAAAAAXo/HqtXFeVKMvU/s1600/DSC06851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TJp6t7VQsSI/AAAAAAAAAXo/HqtXFeVKMvU/s400/DSC06851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519859222735532322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture of me and my sister at the cutest little tea shop ever! &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOUR. When you say, 'I love you ,' mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE. When you say, 'I'm sorry,' look the person in the eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dream. People who don't have dreams don't have much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives....Actually don't judge people at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRTEEN. When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, 'Why do you want to know?' You don't have to tell anyone anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIFTEEN. Say 'bless you' when you hear someone sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIXTEEN. When you lose, don't lose the lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Respect for self; Respect for others; &lt;/span&gt;and Responsibility for all your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TWENTY-ONE....Spend some time alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***This was a email I got today and it made me smile. I hope it does the same for you! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND it should be noted that I know the picture above has nothing to do with this post. Except I love and miss my sweet sis even more than usual this week! Plus she is the wise one, not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be crazy, be happy, live your life and laugh. A LOT! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;as always peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-1258626215034695607?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/1258626215034695607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/09/because-im-so-wise.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/1258626215034695607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/1258626215034695607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/09/because-im-so-wise.html' title='Read and Follow'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TJp6t7VQsSI/AAAAAAAAAXo/HqtXFeVKMvU/s72-c/DSC06851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-406853900804503830</id><published>2010-09-16T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:28:58.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts + songs + a pic</title><content type='html'>I've decided I'm going to blog more. Not because I have millions of readers hanging onto my every word (in all reality only my best friend/roomie is a faithful reader and even comments). Which I appreciate! Thanks Si! Also, not because I have a super awesome and amazing life full of adventure. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(But I TOTALLY do just for the record!)&lt;/span&gt; The reason being  is that I have thoughts. LOTS and lots of thoughts and after all this is my blog. So I'm going to blog more. Excited? Well you should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night after a fantastic evening spent at institute I was hanging out and listening to some sweet tunes with a certain someone. As we listened to the lyrics of different sons, I was thinking a lot about LOVE. Isn't it funny how every song is about love? The love story, good times, bad times, the breakups, the heart ache....everything. AND since words are my life &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(clearly)&lt;/span&gt; I thought I'd share a few good quotes on the said topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Canelson%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:donotrelyoncss/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt; 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	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-language:HE;} span.EmailStyle15 	{mso-style-type:personal; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt; 	mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:Arial; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Arial; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Arial; 	mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; 	color:windowtext;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.&lt;br /&gt;~Pablo Neruda, Sonnet XVII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TJJPFywbUgI/AAAAAAAAAXg/gPTeANo-gTE/s1600/old+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"courier  new"; 	panose-1:0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; 	mso-font-alt:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:roman; 	mso-font-format:other; 	mso-font-pitch:auto; 	mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-language:HE;} span.EmailStyle15 	{mso-style-type:personal; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt; 	mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:Arial; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Arial; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Arial; 	mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; 	color:windowtext;} span.apple-style-span 	{mso-style-name:apple-style-span;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; line-height: 15pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"LOVE IS A TEMPORARY MADNESS, IT ERUPTS LIKE VOLCANOES AND THEN SUBSIDES. AND WHEN IT SUBSIDES YOU HAVE TO MAKE A DECISION. YOU HAVE TO WORK OUT WHETHER YOUR ROOTS HAVE SO ENTWINED TOGETHER THAT IT IS INCONCEIVABLE THAT YOU SHOULD EVER PART. BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT LOVE IS. LOVE IS NOT BREATHLESSNESS, IT IS NOT EXCITEMENT, IT IS NOT THE PROMULGATION OF ETERNAL PASSION. THAT IS JUST BEING "IN LOVE" WHICH ANY FOOL CAN DO. LOVE ITSELF IS WHAT IS LEFT OVER WHEN BEING IN LOVE HAS BURNED AWAY, AND THIS IS BOTH AN ART AND A FORTUNATE ACCIDENT. THOSE THAT TRULY LOVE HAVE ROOTS THAT GROW TOWARDS EACH OTHER UNDERGROUND, AND WHEN ALL THE PRETTY BLOSSOM HAVE FALLEN FROM THEIR BRANCHES, THEY FIND THAT THEY ARE ONE TREE AND NOT TWO."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; line-height: 15pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-LOUIS DE BERNIERES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 15pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 15pt;"&gt;Deep right? I think so too. Just like how love should be. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 15pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 15pt;"&gt;FYI: I wanted to post of pic of my dear sweet grandparents who are both in up in Heaven together. But I didn't have one, so pretend this is them. They were SO in love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-406853900804503830?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/406853900804503830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/09/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/406853900804503830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/406853900804503830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts + songs + a pic'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TJJPFywbUgI/AAAAAAAAAXg/gPTeANo-gTE/s72-c/old+couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-8687505000347774428</id><published>2010-08-26T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:09:08.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A.</title><content type='html'>Sorry to all those wonderful people in my life that I've been neglecting lately. I know I've been missing in action! I haven't been the greatest friend these past few weeks and I feel a little guilty. Life is crazy and busy! But in the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; way possible! For the last half of this month I've been lucky enough to be doing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOTS&lt;/span&gt; (and yet somehow &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still not near enough&lt;/span&gt;) of this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaaz6c99II/AAAAAAAAAXA/waQFAZ5zc0U/s1600/DSC06665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaaz6c99II/AAAAAAAAAXA/waQFAZ5zc0U/s400/DSC06665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509761410789143682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THacwGVQkaI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8RejMELPoVI/s1600/DSC06566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THacwGVQkaI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8RejMELPoVI/s400/DSC06566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509763544281813410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THabz7T7o8I/AAAAAAAAAXI/9SAcbJntFxs/s1600/DSC06569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THabz7T7o8I/AAAAAAAAAXI/9SAcbJntFxs/s400/DSC06569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509762510531306434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaZuDDqIWI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ws8iLDkC9SQ/s1600/DSC06567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaZuDDqIWI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ws8iLDkC9SQ/s400/DSC06567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509760210508063074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaaTO3tY4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/SBF-lBNYTLU/s1600/DSC06581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaaTO3tY4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/SBF-lBNYTLU/s400/DSC06581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509760849334330242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THacXG3XNTI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/SLHFTJbHfts/s1600/DSC06495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THacXG3XNTI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/SLHFTJbHfts/s400/DSC06495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509763114928125234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaWcc9TbuI/AAAAAAAAAWA/asdtyITyHw4/s1600/DSC06487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaWcc9TbuI/AAAAAAAAAWA/asdtyITyHw4/s400/DSC06487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509756609688202978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaXKjyoUlI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/p7bSPj5U140/s1600/DSC06489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaXKjyoUlI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/p7bSPj5U140/s400/DSC06489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509757401796465234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaW2PZ7Z2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/ASJCyVhsFX4/s1600/DSC06488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaW2PZ7Z2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/ASJCyVhsFX4/s400/DSC06488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509757052726765410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaXlHPKKyI/AAAAAAAAAWY/MKqDmhFf9so/s1600/DSC06540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaXlHPKKyI/AAAAAAAAAWY/MKqDmhFf9so/s400/DSC06540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509757857987963682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaYhcu2RsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/WtD7JgttIlk/s1600/DSC06627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaYhcu2RsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/WtD7JgttIlk/s400/DSC06627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509758894550173378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaYAe0fLGI/AAAAAAAAAWg/R4AmqCgW-bk/s1600/DSC06610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaYAe0fLGI/AAAAAAAAAWg/R4AmqCgW-bk/s400/DSC06610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509758328175012962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just trying to be the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;greatest&lt;/span&gt; aunt of all time! :) I sure love these 4 little girlies more than they'll ever know. I really do have the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sweetest nieces ever&lt;/span&gt;! I&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; them oh so much! Thanks for all the bonding time gals! I have the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; BEST&lt;/span&gt; family and I'm grateful I could see all of them this past little while. I'm especially lucky for these sweet spirits in my life!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; xoxo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-8687505000347774428?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/8687505000347774428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/08/mia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8687505000347774428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8687505000347774428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/08/mia.html' title='M.I.A.'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/THaaz6c99II/AAAAAAAAAXA/waQFAZ5zc0U/s72-c/DSC06665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-5534525361716569231</id><published>2010-08-11T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:36:10.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need a night out??? Might I suggest going to see Step Up 3??? I went with my best friend/fellow dancer/living my dream life/best guy ever, which let's be honest is enough to make any night amazing! But this movie totally lived up to its name. We are super critical and had high expectations. But boy was I blown away!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And yes I bawled throughout the entire show (mostly because I miss dancing but possibly a few other reasons too). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO if nothing else,  seriously go for this alone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TGLZsZhYeZI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/WLs9wV-r2eY/s1600/robot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TGLZsZhYeZI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/WLs9wV-r2eY/s400/robot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504201051388541330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The (I kid you not) ROBOT on the right is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UNREAL!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Or just go to enjoy the dancing. It's BANANA's how good they are! We may or may not have seen it twice in one night because we were soooo freaking excited and couldn't get enough!!! The dancing is seriously &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OFF THE CHAIN!! &lt;/span&gt;We were &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;practically&lt;/span&gt; dancing in our seats!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TGLaEMFRajI/AAAAAAAAAVY/B-9voyWR3p8/s1600/unreal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TGLaEMFRajI/AAAAAAAAAVY/B-9voyWR3p8/s400/unreal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504201460097837618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or If&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; haven't convinced you yet &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TGLaYjLSZUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/dNYzi8MD4L4/s1600/step-up-3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TGLaYjLSZUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/dNYzi8MD4L4/s400/step-up-3d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504201809894466882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Plus these two beautiful people aren't bad to look at. Actually, they are VERY enjoyable to watch.  Here's my one last attempt...I promise you won't regret it. Go stare at this for two hours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TGLbEjipliI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kx-eetxPr4I/s1600/dancer+hottie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TGLbEjipliI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kx-eetxPr4I/s400/dancer+hottie.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504202565906699810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;And yes I just found my new boyfriend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TGLbXneuMcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/pVSlHk9n5cY/s1600/hot+dayum.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TGLbXneuMcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/pVSlHk9n5cY/s400/hot+dayum.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504202893381480898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hot daaaayyyyuuumm!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all smiles over here! This just might be the best post ever written. Just sayin!!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-5534525361716569231?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/5534525361716569231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/08/please-go.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5534525361716569231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5534525361716569231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/08/please-go.html' title='Please go'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TGLZsZhYeZI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/WLs9wV-r2eY/s72-c/robot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4241707349463159024</id><published>2010-07-27T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T14:39:44.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home away from home - Jackson, WY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TE8cTVm8XpI/AAAAAAAAATg/KV4c9_AbRf8/s1600/DSC06292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TE8cTVm8XpI/AAAAAAAAATg/KV4c9_AbRf8/s400/DSC06292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498644788586241682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent the weekend in one of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; places in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole world&lt;/span&gt;. Here are a few reasons why I love it so much up there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the hot, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; cowboys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Grand Tetons&lt;/span&gt; and all their beauty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting out of the city and experiencing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;seeing all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;my&lt;/span&gt; old &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being able to wear cowboy boots all the time and not look ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being back on the ranch where I have spent almost one year of my young life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the town square&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the plethora of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;bearded, long haired men&lt;/span&gt; walking around town&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the fresh air&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;lakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the hikes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the pure excitement I feel as I arrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the tight, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;TIGHT wrangler jeans&lt;/span&gt; on practically every man in sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the memories&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the memories&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;the memories!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the way it makes me reflect on so many past relationships - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;good and bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the way the men up there are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; sooooo manly&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the drive from town to the ranch and back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to dornan's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the cowboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the horses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the freedom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;it's not Utah&lt;/span&gt; or anything like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the delightful feeling of leaving all my troubles in Utah for a few days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and have I mentioned the incredible &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;eye candy&lt;/span&gt;???? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I seriously LOVE it up there. It is such an amazing place and will always have a special place in my heart. I am so grateful for all the good friendships I have made from my days living in Jackson Hole. More pictures to come and detailed report on all my adventures. It was quite the weekend trip....Starting off with just me and the old man bus &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and by bus I mean a freaking VAN)&lt;/span&gt; driver who took me up there! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things I DON'T love about Jackson? - bug bites. I have close 10+  rotten, itchy bites!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4241707349463159024?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/4241707349463159024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/07/jackson-wy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4241707349463159024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4241707349463159024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/07/jackson-wy.html' title='Home away from home - Jackson, WY'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TE8cTVm8XpI/AAAAAAAAATg/KV4c9_AbRf8/s72-c/DSC06292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-6383702837729638050</id><published>2010-07-16T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T09:46:22.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Chinese person&lt;/span&gt;/spam/whoever you are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really don't like the comments you keep leaving on my blog. I don't know you and I can't read what you are saying. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You BUG me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Please go away and leave me and my rambling posts alone.&lt;br /&gt;K?Thanks.Bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*/Ann &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To all my other loyal readers (Sierra) I love you and enjoy your comments so you are not on my bad list like the said crazy creeper above! :) Happy Friday to all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-6383702837729638050?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/6383702837729638050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/07/dear.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6383702837729638050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6383702837729638050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/07/dear.html' title='Dear'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4649237406900038902</id><published>2010-07-08T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:54:35.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The good, the bad and the ugly</title><content type='html'>"Later that day I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And if you can find someone to love the you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; love, well, that's just fabulous."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TDYLp8C4sQI/AAAAAAAAATY/XLoAMJxu40Y/s1600/loveshoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TDYLp8C4sQI/AAAAAAAAATY/XLoAMJxu40Y/s400/loveshoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491589610745671938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-quote from SATC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm SOOO over this week. Bring on the effing weekend already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/222/C331A5D135C8ED12B2721CD680843863.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4649237406900038902?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/4649237406900038902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-bad-and-ugly.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4649237406900038902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4649237406900038902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='The good, the bad and the ugly'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TDYLp8C4sQI/AAAAAAAAATY/XLoAMJxu40Y/s72-c/loveshoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7042548311638958086</id><published>2010-06-24T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:50:23.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's my Happy list</title><content type='html'>Isn't it ironic that sometimes its takes horrible things happening all around you to make you realize how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt; you are? I feel like that all the time lately. I've been hearing so many sad stories and witnessed some incredibly hard trials around me &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and possibly tested with a tiny trial or two myself)&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe it was time I was reminded of what a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; lucky girl&lt;/span&gt; I am. I truly am so grateful for my life and all the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;blessings&lt;/span&gt; I receive day in and day out. So all of this has got me thinking (more than usual) and I decided to write some things down and even share a few. (I'm also hoping karma will step in and bless those around me that need it the most right now) Also motivated by one of my favorite blogs (ever) found&lt;a href="http://taza-and-husband.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Isn't she just the cutest thing ever????????  Ya, I think so too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read other inspiring lists &lt;a href="http://taza-and-husband.blogspot.com/search/label/here%27s%20to%20happiness"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;They are bound to make your day!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least make you smile, which is the second best thing you can do with your mouth.....or so I've heard. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado here are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; ten things that make me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt; happy {lately}:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TCTOgOeo9BI/AAAAAAAAASw/vi0hISAw7Ak/s1600/avakiss.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TCTOgOeo9BI/AAAAAAAAASw/vi0hISAw7Ak/s400/avakiss.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486737299081851922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry for the blurry photo....taken with my phone camera  :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Kisses&lt;/span&gt; from my niece(s)&lt;br /&gt;2) Everything about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;my best friend&lt;/span&gt; - the way we make each other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt;, the way we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;always seem to say the same thing at the same time, the way we have fun no matter what we do as long as we're together, the fact that she knows me better than anyone else on the planet....This could be a list in and of itself! :)&lt;br /&gt;3) A tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;hug&lt;/span&gt; from someone that isn't in a rush to let go&lt;br /&gt;4) The feeling I get as soon as I'm done working out for the day&lt;br /&gt;5) Fro-gurt&lt;br /&gt;6) Long hospital visits spent&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;holding hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Forgetting the cares of the world by loosing myself in a good book&lt;br /&gt;8) Saturdays spent at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;pool&lt;/span&gt; with no "to do" list for the day&lt;br /&gt;9) Holding &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;a new baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(.....or any baby really)&lt;br /&gt;10) Unexpected calls, visits, texts or emails from my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; people&lt;br /&gt;11) Realizing that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I am brave&lt;/span&gt; enough to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;faith&lt;/span&gt; in the unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For those that know me know that I am a talker...but I'll spare you for today. Even though I did cheat and post 11 but it couldn't be helped! It was definitely hard to choose only ten as I have many more things that make me happy on a daily basis, sometimes I just need reminding. I encourage you all to do the same and think of a few things that make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Canelson%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:donotrelyoncss/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.EmailStyle15 	{mso-style-type:personal; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt; 	mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:Arial; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Arial; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Arial; 	mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; 	color:windowtext;} span.apple-style-span 	{mso-style-name:apple-style-span;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;"think of all the beauty still left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;around you and &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;- anne frank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; peace and love people. peace and love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7042548311638958086?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7042548311638958086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/06/here.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7042548311638958086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7042548311638958086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/06/here.html' title='Here&apos;s my Happy list'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TCTOgOeo9BI/AAAAAAAAASw/vi0hISAw7Ak/s72-c/avakiss.aspx' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-1317900509287339095</id><published>2010-06-16T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:45:10.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TBj7I4S397I/AAAAAAAAASA/lHeKMNixl9E/s1600/hug2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TBj7I4S397I/AAAAAAAAASA/lHeKMNixl9E/s400/hug2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483408676292655026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Sometimes a girl just needs a hug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As for me I might be the most huggy (pretend it's a real word) person ever. Just ask Sadie. She thinks my tombstone will say, "Hug me." I don't think it's too much of a bad thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love hugs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love really, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt; even more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-1317900509287339095?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/1317900509287339095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-embrace.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/1317900509287339095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/1317900509287339095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-embrace.html' title='Sweet Embrace'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TBj7I4S397I/AAAAAAAAASA/lHeKMNixl9E/s72-c/hug2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-8437977411824797683</id><published>2010-06-04T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:13:30.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not words - just feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. concerned. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;mad&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sad. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;emotional&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;helpless.&lt;/span&gt; surprised. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intimidated.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;unaware&lt;/span&gt;. upset. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;attached&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wondering&lt;/span&gt;. nervous. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;fearful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;anxious.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heartbroken&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; tearful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;curious.&lt;/span&gt;stressed. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;angry. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uninformed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;exhausted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;bitter.&lt;/span&gt; uneasy. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;full of questions&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing I could do more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanting to be there&lt;/span&gt;....wishing I was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;needed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm really just sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for being so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;at the entire situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mostly at the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;pray&lt;/span&gt; for *him* and it just doesn't seem like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-8437977411824797683?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/8437977411824797683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-to-start.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8437977411824797683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8437977411824797683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-to-start.html' title='not words - just feelings'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-1212760137386620469</id><published>2010-05-25T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T14:55:22.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I've been a slacker....I knowI need to post. I have LOTS on my mind and LOTS to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;But for today how about just a quote. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Canelson%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:donotrelyoncss/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} h3 	{mso-margin-top-alt:auto; 	margin-right:0in; 	mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; 	margin-left:0in; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	mso-outline-level:3; 	font-size:13.5pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.EmailStyle15 	{mso-style-type:personal; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt; 	mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:Arial; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Arial; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Arial; 	mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; 	color:windowtext;} span.uistorymessage 	{mso-style-name:uistory_message;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;"It is easy enough to be pleasant, when life flows by like a song, But the man worth while is one who will smile, when everything goes dead wrong. For the test of the heart is trouble, and it always comes with the years, and the smile that is worth the praises of earth is the smile that shines through tears."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"  &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ella Wheeler Wilcox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;This is all too true. I realized that first hand this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-1212760137386620469?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/1212760137386620469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-slacker.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/1212760137386620469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/1212760137386620469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-slacker.html' title='Trying times'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-558315809838043188</id><published>2010-04-27T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:18:35.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the greatest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S9b_vzeI5NI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Nfz2qW8K9mI/s1600/bestie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S9b_vzeI5NI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Nfz2qW8K9mI/s400/bestie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464836394596230354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S9b_pUHrqjI/AAAAAAAAAQg/UaQSB5Du944/s1600/bestiesummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S9b_pUHrqjI/AAAAAAAAAQg/UaQSB5Du944/s400/bestiesummer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464836283101325874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S9b_cb4jJBI/AAAAAAAAAQY/B6YAzKu3Huw/s1600/bestie4th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S9b_cb4jJBI/AAAAAAAAAQY/B6YAzKu3Huw/s400/bestie4th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464836061847036946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S9b_S8iJfEI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZznQkv8WYcs/s1600/bestieswim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S9b_S8iJfEI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZznQkv8WYcs/s400/bestieswim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464835898812759106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S9b_JJfXzYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ZEL-uFmHpcc/s1600/bf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S9b_JJfXzYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ZEL-uFmHpcc/s400/bf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464835730492083586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Best Friend of all time.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-558315809838043188?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/558315809838043188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-greatest.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/558315809838043188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/558315809838043188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-greatest.html' title='I have the greatest'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S9b_vzeI5NI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Nfz2qW8K9mI/s72-c/bestie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-655197592919470774</id><published>2010-04-15T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T15:52:08.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consumed by . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S8eOaZXSUUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/u3T_cANqhis/s1600/runners-knee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S8eOaZXSUUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/u3T_cANqhis/s400/runners-knee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460489657346314562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;(might as well be a pic of yours truly - I injured my left knee and will be sporting a look-a-like brace come Saturday morning!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;MY THOUGHTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I can't stop thinking about lately are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knowing that I am running 13.1 miles in less than two days and I'm so incredibly &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; out of my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The horrible habit I have of dwelling on my past. . . all the *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;* time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The small handful of people that I talk to every single day and how grateful I am for that. And for them!!!! And for our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt;/sweet conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My injured knee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Money and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;/the lack of it, even though I feel like I work all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Day dreaming&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; about my future and what it holds. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When will I ever be done with school????&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where I should go from here&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The person I dream about and how pathetic it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FRIENDS and how watching the seasons &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; gets old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How much I&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; wish&lt;/span&gt; I looked like Kim Kardashian &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hoping for it to finally be summer (please?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jared Leto :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep and how much I&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  love&lt;/span&gt; love&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt; I will do in my race&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My desire to be a hard core athlete. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ava Blair and how much I am in absolute LOVE with her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wishing I was brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pondering where I should go on my next vacation (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;someday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My lack of confidence in &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nearly&lt;/span&gt; everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How much I miss all my family that lives out-of-state. Move &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the good upcoming movies I want to see (there are a lot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Outdoor summer concerts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worried by the fact that my knee is aching as I sit here and type.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How much I am cravin&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a trip to&lt;/span&gt; FROGURT&lt;/span&gt; w/ my BFF right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How grateful I am that the semester is almost over.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How sad I'll be to say goodbye to my World Religions professor/&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;class&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Green with envy that my bestie is getting paid to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dance &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;travel &lt;/span&gt;Europe right now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Curious as to why some people have to have it so hard and others don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wishing I could help others more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How completely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt;/sad Jesse James makes/made me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wondering if I my ability to be sarcastic and joke all the time is a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scared that I'll &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; let my wall down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wondering what others/&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;/guys (in general) are thinking. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Really missing the one friend I had at work and she's only been gone 1 day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My fear of being a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How much I&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; dancing&lt;/span&gt;/teaching/my dance students.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Praying (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;secretly&lt;/span&gt;) that Karma is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Embarrassed to admit how much my &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(fugly)  &lt;/span&gt;hair stresses me out. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Welp, I think that's good for now. Sorry for blabbing but really you could have stopped reading, right? Therefore, I am not held accountable. I think about a lot of things. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All the FREAKING time&lt;/span&gt;. I stress/worry waaaay too much. To be honest I wish I was 17 again (good movie!) and carefree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm really not a complainer/negative person and I AM grateful for all that I have. I probably sound like a vain, petty and whiny person just like the type of girl I hate, but I know what's really important. So lay off me! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-655197592919470774?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/655197592919470774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/04/consumed-by.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/655197592919470774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/655197592919470774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/04/consumed-by.html' title='Consumed by . . .'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S8eOaZXSUUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/u3T_cANqhis/s72-c/runners-knee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-5572025274241239000</id><published>2010-03-24T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:38:54.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S6vbahupDPI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/s8HBjs6O-uU/s1600/mall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S6vbahupDPI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/s8HBjs6O-uU/s400/mall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452693022639197426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S6vbO2YwxQI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4Ij4DPlfXjg/s1600/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S6vbO2YwxQI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4Ij4DPlfXjg/s400/hug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452692822026142978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S6va5SCWIPI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Xh1loBFZQDM/s1600/fashionshow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S6va5SCWIPI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Xh1loBFZQDM/s400/fashionshow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452692451491193074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S6vaoRYjJgI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cchbrCiESPw/s1600/Annie+2009+957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S6vaoRYjJgI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cchbrCiESPw/s400/Annie+2009+957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452692159258109442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S6vaL1GkjMI/AAAAAAAAAOw/lea8_yQX9Ks/s1600/Annie+2009+301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S6vaL1GkjMI/AAAAAAAAAOw/lea8_yQX9Ks/s400/Annie+2009+301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452691670630173890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On Monday night I had the privilege to go see one of my best friends perform in his AMAZING dance concert. Simply put it was the BEST.DANCE.CONCERT.EVER. And that is really saying a lot, I'm quite critical when it comes to performing arts! I haven't been to a live performance of anything artistic or even been exposed to any culture in months! Sooo sad, I know! I went by myself and cried throughout the entire performance. I was so excited to go and did not expect that to be the outcome. BUT it made me miss dancing so much. I mean, I realize that I miss it but as the opening number ended I was full of emotion and it hit me head on. It was hard to just sit there and watch (only because I wanted nothing more than to jump on stage and join them) but I LOVED it!!! It's incredible to watch such beautiful dancers expose their talents and be so raw on stage. Everyone did an amazing job. They are all such talented dancers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it has been two years since I have danced!!!! Dance was my life for soooo long! All growing up of course and then especially while I lived in Ogden. I was dancing at Weber State in the Modern Dept. almost everyday and then teaching ballet, jazz and tap at a dance studio every night and on Saturdays! I miss everything about it. I miss my dance students, friends, and co-workers. I miss the relief I feel after I leave everything on the dance floor. It was such good therapy for me because that is where I could go to get rid of my anger, saddness or frustrations. Naturally, I like dark, deep, full of meaning dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story? I'm about ready to quit "real life" and pursue my dancing dreams! (too bad I am a practical person now-a-days!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another reason I was so touched was because of my bestie! I was so proud to see Chase up on stage with a professional company! He gets paid to dance! Now that is the life! Odyssey is performing Shut Up and Dance for the rest of the week. They have 3 great shows going on and I think you should all go!!!! I attended the Romeo and Juliet show. It was incredible. Being a dark, passionate love story, this is one of my favorites!!!! It is SO sad and such a great love story. It must have hit close to home or something because I was bawling like a baby. The islanders on one side of me and an extremely old gay couple on the other side (seriously old, one was hooked up to an oxygen tank) must have thought I was crazy. I would be crying and smiling at the same time. Much like Cameron Diaz at the end of The Holiday. (I LOVE that movie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got so caught up in the love story. It's the same classic we are all used too, just with a modern twist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The music was amazing, the dancing spectacular. I honestly haven't stopped thinking about the show since I saw it. I could rave about it for days! (clearly!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.odysseydance.com/"&gt;GO SEE IT!!!! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you won't regret it! In fact, I think I'll see it again on Saturday! Any takers???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s. Chaser I hope you know how much I love you! Our friendship means more than you'll ever know! You have been such a great friend when I really needed one! You are the most amazing person! Good job rockstar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Pictures of me and Chase throughout the years!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry about the weird layout, the pictures were uploading lame today. The pics are for you Sadie since you say I never post pics! Sorry they are old! ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-5572025274241239000?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/5572025274241239000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/03/emotional-event.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5572025274241239000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5572025274241239000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/03/emotional-event.html' title='Emotional Event'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S6vbahupDPI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/s8HBjs6O-uU/s72-c/mall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-2812869571571826000</id><published>2010-03-10T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:00:30.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am on cloud 9 today! My 4th niece was born this morning! My cute brother Dan and his cute wife Lisa had their baby today in Columbus, Ohio! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh how I wish they lived here or at least a little closer so we could all meet and love on the new babe!&lt;/span&gt; I can't wait to meet the little lady and kiss her cheeks off. I already love her so much! I now have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4 perfect nieces&lt;/span&gt; and they are my world. They make me soooo happy. I wish I got to see the Nelson girls more, I think I will have to plan a trip out there soon! I am dying to hold this little baby girl and spend time with my incredible family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't imagine how much I am going to love my own children some day. I would do anything for these 4 darling girls. Doesn't seem like it's possible to love my own more but I know I will.....someday! For now I will enjoy being the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;best aunt ever&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the BEST thing in the world!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyways, Congrats to my favorite family! I hope Leah and Emma welcome their new baby sister with lots of love, hugs and kisses for me! Welcome to the world baby girl Nelson. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;your favorite aunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-2812869571571826000?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/2812869571571826000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-girl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2812869571571826000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2812869571571826000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-girl.html' title='Baby Girl . . .'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-378655739136134030</id><published>2010-03-01T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T08:54:25.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad to say goodbye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4xGPq5ljUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/OGziZm-PK7I/s1600-h/cute+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4xGPq5ljUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/OGziZm-PK7I/s400/cute+couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443803284611894594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;To the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;2010 Olympics&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE the Olympics &lt;/span&gt;and I always have. I spend way too many hours watching as many events as possible and I always stay up way to late in doing so! I have always loved watching the Olympics but ever since they were in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Salt Lake in 2002&lt;/span&gt;, I have grown to love them even more! I get way into the athletes and their personal lives and stories of how they made it there. Remember this adorable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;Canadian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt; couple and the controversy w/ them in 2002 when they almost got cheated out of the gold????(Stupid Russia) Anyways, I LOVED them and knew they were so in love! You can't fake chemistry like that. Well they are totally married and have a kid now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;! I love them! They were in Vancouver watching the figure skating this year! So fun! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Fun fact of the day, I also did a report on Kristi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  &gt;Yamaguchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt; when I was in third grade. I love ice skating and secretly wanted to be one when I was little.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4xGLPnAKzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-uOKQ4OUEz8/s1600-h/flying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4xGLPnAKzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-uOKQ4OUEz8/s400/flying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443803208566713138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jamie Sale and David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pelletier&lt;/span&gt;! My old time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;favs&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;I still remember this routine and performance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4xFfBvzkmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9HVZAgTHApw/s1600-h/figureskate2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4xFfBvzkmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9HVZAgTHApw/s400/figureskate2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443802448931295842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;This year I found a new couple to love! Scott &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" &gt;Moir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt; and Tessa Virtue. They also represented Canada. They are so cute together. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I think they are in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" &gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4xFbDhleRI/AAAAAAAAANw/3xs6AOJUF28/s1600-h/figureskate1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4xFbDhleRI/AAAAAAAAANw/3xs6AOJUF28/s400/figureskate1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443802380689045778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Incredible right??????? So deserving of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt; baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4xFWXI8uGI/AAAAAAAAANo/aaQShsZvB60/s1600-h/shaunwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4xFWXI8uGI/AAAAAAAAANo/aaQShsZvB60/s400/shaunwhite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443802300055074914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Shaun White - Won Gold in the half-pipe. Incredible! He got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; high! (not by weed, which I'm sure he does plenty of that too!) I love his care free attitude and the way he just goes for it. He sure puts on a great show! I was talking with a friend and he was saying how the snowboarders lives are probably such a party. Figure skaters? Hard core athletes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! Too funny and probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; true! Either way, snowboarding has come a long way and Shaun White keeps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bringin&lt;/span&gt; it! His coach also said the "F" word on national television which I think is hilarious! I LOVED the snowboarders outfits. Snow pants that look like jeans and plaid coats. They are seriously so cool! Shaun even low-rides his snow pant looking jeans, so naturally he is hard core! Plus he has such rad hair man! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4wKs1CYcsI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cE6HsA8CH3w/s1600-h/evanhot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4wKs1CYcsI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cE6HsA8CH3w/s400/evanhot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443737814851678914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lysack&lt;/span&gt;- Won gold in Men's figure skating. USA hasn't won that title since 1988. Incredible! I love when they break records like that and stick it to mother Russia. (Stupid silver medalist was such a poor sport about the whole thing! Like dude you are still #2 in the world! Get a grip!) Anyways, Evan is so cute! So tall and skinny and I love his all black costumes! I love watching him. He is awesome. Not that it matters but he totally has a girlfriend, so please refrain from saying he looks gay in the picture. This is my blog and I like him and I like it! He's totally hot and an amazing athlete!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4wKoaHL2HI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6ErbsQwueZY/s1600-h/Apolo_Ohno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4wKoaHL2HI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6ErbsQwueZY/s400/Apolo_Ohno.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443737738904590450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My all time favorite- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;APOLO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OHNO&lt;/span&gt;. I love him. Is this not the coolest pic ever? He has the best sportsmanship ever! He is such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hard worker&lt;/span&gt; and awesome to watch. Plus he is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;humble&lt;/span&gt;. He does the best interviews and I love him! His personality seems totally &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;down to earth&lt;/span&gt; which I love! He is an 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time medalist and broke the record for the most medals in the winter games. Awesome guy for sure!!! I mean I'd date him......just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I also loved watching the pairs figure skating couple Meryl Davis and Charlie White as well as ice dancing. Kim Ya Na won gold for Korea in the Ladies Free Skate. She is so beautiful! I also loved Bode Miller, Shani Davis and Lindsey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Vohn&lt;/span&gt;. She was so cute and just cried when she was done. She left the interviewer to find her hubby and hug him. So cute! I love how all the girls cry when they win and they guys never do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! I loved watching the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;this year and I can't wait for the summer games in two years! So fun and so great to see the world come together for all the events! Amazing people with amazing stories. I bet they had the time of their lives these past two weeks! I'm sad to see them go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-378655739136134030?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/378655739136134030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/03/sad-to-say-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/378655739136134030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/378655739136134030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/03/sad-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Sad to say goodbye...'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S4xGPq5ljUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/OGziZm-PK7I/s72-c/cute+couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-421002302785357536</id><published>2010-02-16T14:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:04:00.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have faith that. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S3sjJXiDmrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ygtwUCkCc7g/s1600-h/cutelove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S3sjJXiDmrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ygtwUCkCc7g/s400/cutelove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438979618822658738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Someday. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'll have this. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'll never take it for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems forever away today. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-421002302785357536?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/421002302785357536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-faith-that.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/421002302785357536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/421002302785357536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-faith-that.html' title='I have faith that. . .'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S3sjJXiDmrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ygtwUCkCc7g/s72-c/cutelove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-6810028033827962817</id><published>2010-02-10T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:44:43.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma is a...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...well you know. And it's sooo true. Remember my last post? Well that's what I get for trying to gloat all over my blog. It's been a bad two days. Working lots, school is really hard this semester and consumes my time and brain more than it should. Personal life isn't so great and I'm overall just tired, cranky and annoyed! I need a serious attitude adjustment. I think it's probably just going to pass in a few days (you ladies know what I mean, sorry for TMI) but I'm annoyed with myself. I hate that simple things can have such an effect on my mood for good or bad. Right now it's bad. Obviously. I'm ready for the weekend except I'm really not looking forward to it at the same time. What is wrong with me? I think I need a vacation. I haven't been on one in years. Literally at least 1.5 years anyway! I'm not even writing an eloquent post worth publishing. Bah! I hate feeling like this. I'm hoping tomorrow when I wake up it really will be a new day and I'll have a new outlook on things! Here's to hoping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I still love you all. Sorry I'm such a grouch today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-6810028033827962817?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/6810028033827962817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/02/karma-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6810028033827962817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6810028033827962817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/02/karma-is.html' title='Karma is a...'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-8629811502174351838</id><published>2010-02-04T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T15:27:07.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S2tMAYf_b-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ISBl6uvAMaU/s1600-h/DSC05807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S2tMAYf_b-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ISBl6uvAMaU/s400/DSC05807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434520944812978146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of (sadly only&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; part&lt;/span&gt;) of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;beautiful &lt;/span&gt;family! My cute brother Dan came into town from Ohio for what felt like only 5 seconds but after NOT seeing him for a year and a half it was just what we all needed! We loved his hilarious jokes, stories, singing, overall humor and just having him around! He is so funny! I miss him and his cute family SO much!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. 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Unfortunately, I wasn't sure how to express my thoughts or frustrations on paper. Well today I have to get a few things off my chest.....you probably want to stop reading now, right? Like you think I'm going to ramble on about how bad things can be and how you should pity me, right? Well surprise to the world that I'm actually in the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEST MOOD EVER&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(NO - I don't have a husband or a baby to brag about. Yes - I am single and GUESS WHAT????????????? I am happy and one super lucky girl!)&lt;/span&gt; I am very humbled and grateful for the events that have occurred as of late. The only problem is I don't even know where to start........I guess I'll try to stay vague and not get too deep &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I tend to be good at that unless I'm taking to Sadie or my mom)&lt;/span&gt;. SOOOO here is the short version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Basically I have been questioning a lot of things lately. Such as: where I live, my job, school, boys and everything else. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt; right? Mostly money is at the root of all my troubles &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(minus the gents)&lt;/span&gt;. I've been pretty good at making things work the past......oh 5 years or so! I have been on my own since I graduated high school and I've gotten pretty dang good at living on my own and being miss independent! I've never had tons of money so I'm used to living within my means. However, this past month was overwhelming with bills. I don't know where I went wrong (probably SLCC stealing all my hard earned money) but I was finding myself very short. Like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;! Well, today my prayers were answered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HALLELUJAH&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HALLELUJAH&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HALLELUJAH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything became clear and I know that I am where I need to be right now.  I feel confident in so many things and while I have no idea what will happen, I'm looking forward to the future! It feels so great to say that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like I work all the time but I'm learning SO much and it's so exciting! I spend multiple nights a week at school but it's all working out. I'm learning so much in every single one of my classes this semester! I love it! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(even when my brain feels like it could explode at any moment!) &lt;/span&gt;I'm grateful for my job and for school.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Don't get me wrong,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT IS HARD&lt;/span&gt;! But I am grateful for all that I am learning! :) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mostly, I just needed to thank my Heavenly Father for blessing my life each and every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***Side note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The people in my life make it worth living (and smiling) each day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They are my soul! Hence the reason why I posted the above picture of my sweet family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also my cute roomies! I'm grateful for all of them and love them soo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-8629811502174351838?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/8629811502174351838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/02/gratitude.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8629811502174351838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8629811502174351838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/02/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/S2tMAYf_b-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ISBl6uvAMaU/s72-c/DSC05807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-514396224673737302</id><published>2010-01-13T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T15:07:57.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well I still think it's crazy that it's 2010. "I mean it's the end of an era!" :) I personally have still been filling out my time card with the year 2009 on it! Haha! Here is a recap of past ten years of my life......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; - High hopes of only good things to come! (I'll keep these to myself....with my fingers crossed of course)  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; - Worst year ever! :( Got a grown up job, moved in with roomies (that was actually fun), transferred my credits from Weber and started back to school. Zero trips and way too many worthless 5 second relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; - Hardest year of my life up to this point filled with nothing but a broken heart.....(Ava was born, probably my shining star in the midst of all the darkness) Man I love that sweet girl so much!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; makes me smile! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; - Good year. I loved my job teaching dance at a studio, a private Catholic high school and dancing at Weber State. Went to X2 my first summer and loved it. Met some of my best friends there. Fell in love for the first time and even said "I love you" for the first time. (Monumental right?......especially for me!) Good friends and even better times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;2006 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;- Had the funnest roomies ever! Aubrey, Amanda, Terri and me! Moved into such a ghetto apt. and loved it! Life was dance, boyfriend, roomies and parties all the time! Great year in college!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;2005 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;- Graduated high school, sent off a few missionaries....(okay only like 1) moved out for the first time, went to HI with Sadie to visit our gorgeous sister Jenn who moved there the year before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;- My prime. Seriously. Growing up all I wanted was to be 17. Turns out it came and left rather quickly and I still want to be 17. I was boy crazy, cheer captain and on dance company. I LOVED my life. Those were the days! I was glued to my BFF's Cassie's hip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;- Started high school and was finally growing out of my awkward stage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Learned to drive and would practice driving a stick in my brother's red car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;- Winter Olympics in Utah! Fun with sisters, cousins and friends, got braces off and dyed my hair for the first time. 9th grade dance company was some of my best memories ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;- 14.....thought it would be the year I would get my first kiss. Fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;- Got braces and cut my hair short like a boy. As if middle school isn't horrible enough! I don't know what I was thinking! Dan and Jenn got home from their missions and we went on the best family vacation ever! Great cruise! Went to a New Year's party at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;(my then best friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; Sierra's house! I remember the navy blue sparkly dress I wore, complete with silver tights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Now ten years later Sierra (still my best friend) and I rang in the New Year together again. I love her so much and it was fun to reminisce all that has happened in the past decade. I'm so grateful for all that I have. The people I have met and things I have learned. There is plenty I would change if I could but I'm choosing to look forward and say the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best is yet to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I started school this week but that deserves its own post for more reasons than one. Work is picking up and I'm staying busy with that and my night classes.  I try to see Ava and the rest of my amazing family whenever I have time, which sadly isn't much. I'm learning to cook (thanks to my cute mom!)  and embrace my artistic side (thanks to my bestie Chaser!) . I set tons of goals for this year that I'm very excited about and determined to keep! Also I'm training to run the Salt Lake half marathon in April. woot woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Peace and love!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-514396224673737302?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/514396224673737302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-i-still-think-its-crazy-that-its.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/514396224673737302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/514396224673737302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-i-still-think-its-crazy-that-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-3478182356008240459</id><published>2009-12-31T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T09:33:33.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 whaaaaaaaaa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;HAPPY FREAKIN NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I for one couldn't be happier for a new year. I have tons of goals and I'm determined to make it a good year. 2009 was probably one of the worst years ever so I'm more than happy to be bidding it farewell! Nothing worth remembering happened and I personally think it sucked! But this is a happy post so moving on......Look forward for Christmas pics to come as well as some from tonight, I'm sure I'll be taking plenty! Can't wait to dress up, go out and of course party it up! LOVE to you all!    :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-3478182356008240459?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/3478182356008240459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year-i-for-one-couldnt-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/3478182356008240459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/3478182356008240459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year-i-for-one-couldnt-be.html' title='2010 whaaaaaaaaa?'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4154809070851811969</id><published>2009-12-18T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:52:17.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a good day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SywBSVntvNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qcvBPi70N7Y/s1600-h/aa_laughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SywBSVntvNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qcvBPi70N7Y/s400/aa_laughing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416705866372857042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I love today. I am in the best mood ever. School is out! Work was great today! What more could I want? Well only Santa &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and my mom)&lt;/span&gt; know that but basically I love my life right now. I have had a great week (post finals) hanging with my bestie Chase, hanging out with my awesome friend Magen who has been in town from MI, and many other things that make me smile. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOTS&lt;/span&gt;. And that is a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; feeling. aaaaaaaaaaahhhhh now for a fun filled weekend with holiday festivities! Can't wait to spend tonight with all my HHS favorite ladies! Lots of catching up to do. Plus I'm making dinner......for what could quite possibly be the first time ever.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; GO ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being happy. I'll embrace it while it's here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;{Photo from summer at TX year one with one of my favorite ladies of all time. My fellow dancer, BSB lover, Hairspray singer extraordinaire, secret keeper  and hilarious friend. Love you Ali!} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It pretty much sums up how I feel today.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; JOY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Perfect for this time of year right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!P.S. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas is in 1 week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4154809070851811969?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/4154809070851811969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-is-good-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4154809070851811969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4154809070851811969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-is-good-day.html' title='Today is a good day!'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SywBSVntvNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qcvBPi70N7Y/s72-c/aa_laughing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7598702111094229085</id><published>2009-12-14T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:56:55.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SyZtT7H3jLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/D7ztXLIfhWo/s1600-h/DSC05510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SyZtT7H3jLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/D7ztXLIfhWo/s400/DSC05510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415135791015234738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Makes me happier than anything else in the world. Ava fell asleep in my arms this weekend. She never does that anymore. She will be 18 months next week and usually goes to bed pretty good but not by someone rocking her. I absolutely loved having her in my arms still as can be. She let me kiss her lots and I didn't want to put her in her bed. I wish I could have made that moment last forever! She is getting so big and growing up so fast! I love you so much Ava Kate! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7598702111094229085?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7598702111094229085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-face.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7598702111094229085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7598702111094229085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-face.html' title='This face'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SyZtT7H3jLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/D7ztXLIfhWo/s72-c/DSC05510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-392467268638447062</id><published>2009-12-11T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:24:06.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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awhile ago and she mentions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;. I continued to hear about this &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.azcentral.com/news/articles/stephanie-nielson-chapter1-120609.html"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;from my sweet sister &lt;/span&gt;and others. So today I decided to check it out. It is the saddest/most touching/incredible story ever. This woman is amazing. I bawled reading it (of course) and realized how much I take for granted. I never did a Thanksgiving post because I got really sick before the wonderful holiday. So here it is… (The short version):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="margin-top: 0in; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My family&lt;/span&gt;      – every single member in it. I would be lost without all of them and I thank      the Lord every night for blessing me with such a beautiful and caring      family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good friends&lt;/span&gt;      – throughout my entire life I have been blessed with awesome friends, some      for only 4 months, some for 15 years and everything in between. No matter      what I hope they know I love and think about them individually and often. I      want the best for all of them and hope they are all sincerely happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My body&lt;/span&gt;      – I have had the ability to dance for most of my life and I love it. Aside      from that talent - I am grateful I can walk, talk, see, hear, smell, think,      and about a billion other things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;old      crappy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;car &lt;/span&gt;– I am so grateful for it. It has lasted way longer than      expected and I am truly blessed. I would be in a very bad situation with      my crazy schedule if I didn’t have it. I hope it can hang in there until I      graduate! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt;      house&lt;/span&gt; (or 3) – I am so grateful to have a warm place to go at night and a      bed to sleep in. Seeing &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/theblindside/"&gt;this movie &lt;/a&gt;would also put this into perspective. Also      my mom and sister let me sleep over whenever I need too and I love them      for it (and trillions of other things).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;      roommates&lt;/span&gt; – They won’t know how much I’ll miss them.       I look up to all of them and admire each of them in different ways. I hope      they know that I love them all even when I don’t show it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My phone      – sounds lame but I’m happy I can keep in touch with so many great friends      who are scattered across the country. All thanks to technology. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My job      &lt;/span&gt;– not necessarily what I want to be doing the rest of my life and I curse it about      every single morning when I wake up, but I’m so grateful to have an income      and that I can pay my own bills. I love the people I work with and I couldn't ask for      anything more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My education&lt;/span&gt;      – I have a love/hate relationship with school. Today I’m grateful that I have the ability to earn an education. We’ll leave it at that. (And that I’m grateful for the semester ending      next week!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My      Heavenly Father &lt;/span&gt;– He knows me better than anyone and he still loves me. He      accepts my faults and loves me for who I am. I know I couldn't live      without him in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Wow. I know I have rambled and have more than one run-on sentence in there. For that I apologize. I needed to get this out there. I cry a lot, I have pity parties and sometimes I think I hate my life. Then, I think of all the things I have. Now that it’s written down I will be reminded quicker and more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Happy Holidays! May we all remember the reason for the season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-392467268638447062?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/392467268638447062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/normal-0-false-false-false.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/392467268638447062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/392467268638447062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/normal-0-false-false-false.html' title='Better perspective'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4368442986420970911</id><published>2009-12-09T15:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:09:06.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;P.S. It's been&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; snowing&lt;/span&gt; so much lately I decided to make it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;snow&lt;/span&gt; on my blog too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Stay warm out there and drive safe!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4368442986420970911?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/4368442986420970911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/freezing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4368442986420970911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4368442986420970911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/freezing.html' title='Freezing!'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4894714528327425926</id><published>2009-12-09T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:48:36.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SyABxT5eyJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/atoV6Y4tEw0/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 371px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SyABxT5eyJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/atoV6Y4tEw0/s400/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413328698765920402" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SyABLBA78RI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/p-Ryk4RdJ3k/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SyABLBA78RI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/p-Ryk4RdJ3k/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;      &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The good news is that I truly outdid myself this year.  The bad news is that I had to take them down after only two days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; I had more people come screaming up to my house than ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Great stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;But two things made me take it down. First, the cops advised me that it would cause traffic accidents as they almost wrecked when they drove by. Second, a 55 year old lady grabbed the ladder and almost killed herself putting it against my house and didn't realize it was fake until she climbed to the top (she was not happy). She was one of many people who attempted to do that. My yard couldn't take it either. I have more than a few tire tracks where people literally drove up my yard. I think I made him too real this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; But it was fun while it lasted. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Kerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;This was a hilarious forward I got from my cute mom the other day. Then, I got it again from my cute aunt. I figured it was worth posting! Pretty funny stuff! Looks real to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4894714528327425926?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/4894714528327425926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/too-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4894714528327425926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4894714528327425926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/too-funny.html' title='Too funny!'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SyABxT5eyJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/atoV6Y4tEw0/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-8587923851752310530</id><published>2009-12-04T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:05:55.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The festivities!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SxmSSGPrlaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/t98eRbttVec/s1600-h/christmas-tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SxmSSGPrlaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/t98eRbttVec/s400/christmas-tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411517266874045858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This year I was lucky enough to go to the festival of trees with my favorite people. My cutest cousin Kira invited me to go with her and her mom. So, I had to invite the girls in my family to tag along and Sadie and Ava joined us! It was so much fun (minus the insane crowds, zero parking, and a baby that wanted to do anything &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; ride in her stroller) and I am so happy we went! I really don't think I have been since it was held at the Salt Palace. Which is pretty sad considering I decorated &amp;amp; donated a beautiful wreath in high school. Because it had been so long since I have experienced it the following happened: I bawled. For at least the first 5 rows. I was really touched as I walked from tree to tree and saw pictures of people's loved ones who have passed on. It was so sad! Especially since we had some really good family friends who did a tree for their son who died this past summer. It was so great/sad to see his picture and tree. I am so grateful for my family, friends and loved ones and I hope that they know how grateful I am for all of them! It's such a great cause and all the money goes to Primary Children's. Someday when I am rich I am going to buy a tree for thousands of dollars just because all the money goes to such a good cause! Sadie's work also did a tree so that was fun to see. The gingerbread houses were amazing and really fun to look at as well! I love Christmas decorations and even though we were rushed at the end (because Ava was over it in 2 seconds) I'm really glad we went! Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kira&lt;/span&gt; for the invite and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sadie &lt;/span&gt;for coming! Much &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; to you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This is the only picture I took with my camera. It was seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; cold outside so I put my scarf on Ava to try and keep her warm while we ran to the car that was parked @ Jordan Commons. This is after we got in and are trying to warm up. Doesn't she look so cute????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Man, I love this girl so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SxmNI354egI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nOg4JYpu-uw/s1600-h/DSC05507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SxmNI354egI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nOg4JYpu-uw/s400/DSC05507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411511610847558146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-8587923851752310530?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/8587923851752310530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/festivities.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8587923851752310530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8587923851752310530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/festivities.html' title='The festivities!'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SxmSSGPrlaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/t98eRbttVec/s72-c/christmas-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-868494088053172936</id><published>2009-12-03T10:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T10:18:24.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yup....this sums it all up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Sxf-jVsqwcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EigQ5VAMJqg/s1600-h/stress-and-sleep.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Sxf-jVsqwcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EigQ5VAMJqg/s400/stress-and-sleep.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411073360382312898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Anyone else feel like this? It seems I hate waking up in the mornings and all I think about is how I can't wait to go back to sleep. Then, when I'm in bed at night my mind goes crazy and I can't seem to shut it off! It's getting very annoying! Probably because work and school are keeping me plenty busy! Plus I'm sick but I'm trying to be tough and stick it out! I just turned in a huge research paper last night and I couldn't be happier to have it out of my hands. Now it's only 3 major finals and in two weeks I'm home free! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(well for a few weeks anyway!) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And yes I am pretty sure I have the latest finals ever! Seems like most schools are already done by now! Bummer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hope everyone is hanging in there for the last little bit of the semester! Then it's time to party! I can't wait! I love this time of year! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-868494088053172936?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/868494088053172936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/yupthis-sums-it-all-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/868494088053172936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/868494088053172936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/12/yupthis-sums-it-all-up.html' title='Yup....this sums it all up!'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Sxf-jVsqwcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EigQ5VAMJqg/s72-c/stress-and-sleep.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-2979534469039256224</id><published>2009-11-30T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:33:17.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaaaaaaaaaack!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;After a 3 month hiatus, a new hairdo, newly acquired shoes, a promotion at work, a new blog title/look as well as a new attitude (which let's be honest is most important) and I'm back to the blogging world! And I couldn't be happier or more excited about it! I tend to spend some time reading other people's blogs lately and I decided it's high time someone reads mine. Even if it's only my sisters! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;LOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; has happened since my last post. I deleted my blog for many reasons and with some recent changes in my life, I hope that I can use this as a positive outlet in my life (in contrast to how I was using it before). Things are looking up! Finally! It's been a long year and I finally have some honest to goodness hope in my heart! I'm crazy busy, work full time and go to school full time (night classes). It's hard, I don't get to sleep as much as I'd like and my social life blows, but I am so grateful for my ability and opportunity to get an education. **Disclaimer** It's quite possible I'm only saying this because in a few short weeks I will have a much needed break from it all (well homework at least!). Come January I may feel different! &lt;span&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Well life certainly has it's ups and downs. I've had a really hard time lately and I had a serious downer Monday night. Ironically, I awoke on Tuesday morning with a new attitude. An attitude of change. I can change things if I wish too.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I am in control of my life&lt;/span&gt;. For once being single is paying off! I am the only one that can make myself happy and I'm beginning that journey with more hope than I ever thought possible! I'm a strong and independent woman and I can do anything if I put my mind to it! I don't have to report to anyone about anything. I can do whatever I want! Everything that I have been through will only make me a better, stronger person, mother, and wife. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someday&lt;/span&gt;! For the first time in a really, really long time I am excited to see what the future will bring! Whoo hoo! So cheers to the new me! I'm alive and kicking! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-2979534469039256224?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/2979534469039256224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/11/after-3-month-hiatus-new-hairdo-newly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2979534469039256224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/2979534469039256224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/11/after-3-month-hiatus-new-hairdo-newly.html' title='I&apos;m baaaaaaaaaaack!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-5699515084403063493</id><published>2009-11-20T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:49:58.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Well in efforts to fancify my blog, I deleted my last post! :( I'm quite sad about it actually. If I could remember exactly what I said then I would redo it but the odds of that are slim. However, it's Friday and I'm not going to let it ruin my mood. I have dinner with my besties tonight and then homework the rest of the weekend. Luckily I get to see Ava so it will be worth it! Hope everyone has a great weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Peace and Love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/357/3914675FDC71C88AB9BE1447471E41C6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-5699515084403063493?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/5699515084403063493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-in-efforts-to-fancify-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5699515084403063493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5699515084403063493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-in-efforts-to-fancify-my-blog.html' title='Ah Crap!'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-4852184038300884418</id><published>2009-08-27T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:57:51.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Spb_AI7JcWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OPOSRx_rdH8/s1600-h/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Spb_AI7JcWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OPOSRx_rdH8/s400/crying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374763583173914978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;SO not the best day of my life. I hate today. I think it's the worst day of the year. I think it will forever have a bad taste in my mouth. I need to go get a massage. Or a mani and pedi. Or blow tons of money that I honestly don't have. SOMETHING! ANYTHING! I bawled as I left work for my lunch break. I'm really hoping that school will keep  my mind plenty busy and last night it did (my first day of classes went well, can't complain.....yet). However, today all I can think about is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;. Which isn't rare or ironic at all. It's very fitting for today. It's not like it's been specifically a "bad" day. Just the date. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate it&lt;/span&gt;. I want to call &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt; so badly it hurts. I wonder if &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; even had a .005 split second thought about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; today???? Doubtful? No one will probably understand this post much. It's fine. I know that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; would. Wonder if &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; cares. Wonder if &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noticed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;what day it is&lt;/span&gt;! Today totally  sucks and I can't wait for it to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To what should have been. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-4852184038300884418?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4852184038300884418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/4852184038300884418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-and-forever.html' title='Forever'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Spb_AI7JcWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OPOSRx_rdH8/s72-c/crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7587032736946058101</id><published>2009-08-26T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T12:51:10.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SpVh2ZfLXlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/u6pT2Lv48aQ/s1600-h/school_banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 368px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SpVh2ZfLXlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/u6pT2Lv48aQ/s400/school_banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374309317519040082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Yup....after a year break,a change of school, a tranfer of credits, all my hard earned money and one big decision I've decided to go back to school. Wish me luck! I'm not sure how I feel about it yet....oh wait yes I do. I am super &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nervous/excited?/anxious&lt;/span&gt; all over again. I feel like I'm walking back into the 7th grade which is undeniably  the worst year in every kids's life. Ironically this has been pretty much the worst year of my life so it's fitting. I am praying for the best and expecting the worst....good plan right? I bought new pens, pencils and notebooks last week but still it didn't feel real. Then last night I went shopping with my sister and have never been more grateful for a credit card. I got some awesome new falls clothes that I am SO excited about and I feel like a new woman. Oh that and a new hair do - Does wonders!!!! I'll still be working full time and then taking night classes. SLCC is about to become my new best friend, so let's hope it protects me when I have to walk out to my car at ten every night. Anyway here's to hoping that this semester will bring on new adventures (and Mr. Right).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;But I'm not holding my breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/anelson/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/anelson/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7587032736946058101?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7587032736946058101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/08/yup.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7587032736946058101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7587032736946058101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/08/yup.html' title='Today is'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SpVh2ZfLXlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/u6pT2Lv48aQ/s72-c/school_banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7180383061624193134</id><published>2009-08-17T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T11:05:24.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow up already</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I may not be 25 yet but I came across &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://tomatonation.com/?p=838"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; and thought it was interesting and worthy to pass along. I really like most of what it had to say. Especially numbers 19 and 20 (rude people suck). It is directed at women but can I just say that I wish more men out there would just grow the freak up already? That or at least move out of your mother's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 22, single and I pay rent. It sucks, it's hard. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It's life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Side note: I dated three guys (my age or older) this summer all of whom (lasted only moments) but more importantly didn't have a car....&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;first of all very ironic and secondly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;WTF???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Someone needs to seriously tell them it's time to grow up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7180383061624193134?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7180383061624193134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/08/grow-up-already.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7180383061624193134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7180383061624193134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/08/grow-up-already.html' title='Grow up already'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7910632173862916582</id><published>2009-08-07T15:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:15:21.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have ALWAYS had.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SnynFLNB5zI/AAAAAAAAAII/5F_2LtMNEWA/s1600-h/addiction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SnynFLNB5zI/AAAAAAAAAII/5F_2LtMNEWA/s400/addiction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367348563267413810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;a passion for dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and I ALWAYS will)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SnylzfsARbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/KDxPys1-rGo/s1600-h/jeanine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SnylzfsARbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/KDxPys1-rGo/s400/jeanine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367347160016766386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7910632173862916582?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7910632173862916582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/08/always-have-had.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7910632173862916582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7910632173862916582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/08/always-have-had.html' title='I have ALWAYS had.....'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SnynFLNB5zI/AAAAAAAAAII/5F_2LtMNEWA/s72-c/addiction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-8822933226452870911</id><published>2009-07-27T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:24:18.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><title type='text'>Him</title><content type='html'>I've been having the weirdest dreams lately. I wake up and they are so vivid in my mind and seem so real. Then I usually can't sleep and it's all I think about for days. It's really messing up my head. One recently was about death (which was awful and I awoke bawling) but most are about something else. Someone else. I've had so much on my mind. Is that just me thinking? Or is it something else? I can't figure it out. It's so constant lately. Am I supposed to be listening to something? .....Just when I'm trying to move on and be happy things keep coming up that take me right back to that horrible, horrible place. I know I'm rambling....and I don't expect to make sense of it by blogging, I just REALLY need to get some things off my chest and seeing as I'm at work and can't focus, I've got to get this out. I always keep my feelings in. I don't tell people how I'm feeling. I try to act like everything is okay. Well it's not and the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; only person&lt;/span&gt; who can fix it is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;one person&lt;/span&gt; that won't. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;one person&lt;/span&gt; I want to turn to and I can't. AND I'm sick of it. I am sick of missing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; everyday. I think about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; all the time. I've had so much fun family time lately and we'll all be together hanging out, laughing and I'll be fine and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; pops into my mind and it makes me so incredibly sad. I can't even explain it. I wish &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; was with me all the time. I wish I could hold &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; hand. I wish I could talk to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; and find comfort in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;his &lt;/span&gt;arms like I used too. I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; face, hands, laughter, lips, eyes, the way &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; called me "babe", cheeks, voice, calves, sense of humor...everything about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I wish I could go back. I wish&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; he &lt;/span&gt;knew how much I loved &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I do. I love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I wish he knew I'm still in love with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; and at the same time I feel like I don't even know &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him &lt;/span&gt;anymore. I replay all of our times together in my head ALL THE TIME! I miss having &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; as a best friend. I think about&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; him&lt;/span&gt; everyday. I want to call &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;, text &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; or just show up at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; house. I think about doing all three of those things every single day. I wish things were different. I wish I was stronger. I wish I was the independent woman that I want to be. I'm not. I wish I was over it, over &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; but............................................&lt;br /&gt;I need&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; him&lt;/span&gt;. I miss the comfort of knowing I could call &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; anytime day or night and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; would be there. I miss all the stupid things. Sitting on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;his &lt;/span&gt;couch and doing nothing and and just talking, and it was the best times I've ever had. I even miss fighting with&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; him&lt;/span&gt;. I miss making dinner with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I miss driving with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him &lt;/span&gt;holding me, protecting me, teasing me, laughing with me, caring for me, loving me and kissing me. I miss kissing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I miss dancing with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I miss taking pictures with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I miss my life with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I hated &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I turned off the comments for a reason. I don't want pity or advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-8822933226452870911?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8822933226452870911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8822933226452870911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/07/him.html' title='Him'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-6005441286915174726</id><published>2009-07-20T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T10:41:34.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;I have been spending so much time with my family lately and I'm really grateful for it. As much as I hate being the 5th, 7th or whatever extra wheel I am at the time I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; spending time with the fam. My sisters and I could just laugh together all night. I love them both so much and look up to them more than they know. I have been sleeping at my mom's house while my cute sister and her cute hubby are in town. It's fun to not even do anything and just sit, talk and hang out. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; it! My parents new house is amazing! It's so beautiful, comfortable and is starting to feel like home. Sometimes I think I should move home....it would so help financially. Plus my cute mom and dad really love it when I'm there.  I'm just not sure I could do it. I've been out of the house since I graduated with the exception of one summer and a few Christmas breaks. That's 4 years! Plus I think my social life would really suffer but I'm pretty much planning on being a loser this fall. I'll be going to school and working full time. I'm actually ok with that. I think I've put too much focus and energy on things lately and it's not helping. It's sure as hell not making me happy. So here goes the new me...no effort. We'll see how that goes. Here's to hoping........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;People always tell me it happens when you least expect it or stop looking for it. I think that's a load of crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-6005441286915174726?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/6005441286915174726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-matters.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6005441286915174726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/6005441286915174726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-matters.html' title='Family Matters'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-9001733905391429058</id><published>2009-07-09T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:37:13.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A freaking MEN!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" href="http://missnemesis.blogspot.com/2006/02/when-i-am-smug-married-i-will-wear.html"&gt;Read this. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" href="http://missnemesis.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-you-thought-i-was-done-talking.html"&gt;Read this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Now leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(I love finding single lady blogs. Even if it is only to realize I'm not alone in this never-ending-exhausting dating game.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-9001733905391429058?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/9001733905391429058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/07/freaking-men.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/9001733905391429058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/9001733905391429058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/07/freaking-men.html' title='A freaking MEN!!!!'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7696566064045413181</id><published>2009-07-07T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:01:06.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>King of Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlO1ba9dRCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8QDlMS0r9u0/s1600-h/lean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlO1ba9dRCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8QDlMS0r9u0/s400/lean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355823864571839522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I know that a lot of people have talked about Michael Jackson's death lately. Some have blogged about it. I haven't until today. This is what I'd like to call my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;ode to MJ&lt;/span&gt;. His funeral was so sad. I unfortunately was at work and only saw bits and pieces online. I bawled when his daughter said what a good dad he was and how much she loved him. It makes me so sad that there is so much hate in this world and that so many people choose to remember the bad. Who are you to judge? No one knows how hard his life was or what he had to go through. I think he was probably one of the saddest people even with all that fame and money. All I really know for sure is how talented he was. Best dancer, singer, performer EVER! I have always loved him. I think he had such a good heart and he changed the music industry. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;He is a legend&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;No one has been or ever will be like MICHAEL JACKSON!&lt;/span&gt; I would kill to see him perform live, now I nor anyone else ever will again. Breaks my heart. It is very unsettling to see him go so young and unexpectedly. I hope he is in a better place. Rest in peace MJ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlO1FxFjexI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cc-GTTyuuWo/s1600-h/lean.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlO1BtpnUiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/TMplqwnssAg/s1600-h/thriller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlO1BtpnUiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/TMplqwnssAg/s400/thriller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355823422912287266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;These are some of my favorite pics- I think he is looks so good in Thriller!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlO08WL757I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OpXONOtN1WI/s1600-h/gold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlO08WL757I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OpXONOtN1WI/s400/gold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355823330714445746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlO03mWCIBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/kCFzkmpahi4/s1600-h/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlO03mWCIBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/kCFzkmpahi4/s400/mj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355823249152417810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7696566064045413181?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7696566064045413181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/07/king-of-pop.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7696566064045413181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7696566064045413181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/07/king-of-pop.html' title='King of Pop'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlO1ba9dRCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8QDlMS0r9u0/s72-c/lean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-174461732862261270</id><published>2009-07-06T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:28:59.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJ4ltAyFEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DVnJnX_JQNM/s1600-h/mm8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJ4ltAyFEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DVnJnX_JQNM/s400/mm8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355475496030311490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; I am finally blogging about my little weekend trip up to Jackson Hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The above pic is me and Jesi being goofs...it's what we do best. I seriously miss this girl everyday. I love her so much! She is one of the best friends I could ever ask for!!! I can talk to her about anything and I'm so grateful we can turn to each other in times of need! The trip was too short but very sweet. I am so grateful for the good friendships I made while I was living up there. Some of these girls got me through the hardest times I have ever experienced. I am forever in debt for what they did to help get me through everything. I sincerely hope they know what good friends they are and how much I love and cherish our friendship. I know we will be forever friends. It's crazy how we only lived together for 6  months and it's like we've always been friends. I love the area, it's the most beautiful scenery ever! I didn't get to do any hiking this time but I was able to go to String Lake which is my favorite place up there. I also did lots of shopping with my girls. It was mostly just good to get away from all the crappy drama here and to see my friends again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Plus the fresh mountain air and hot rugged men don't hurt either! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Michael and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJ2UHay83I/AAAAAAAAAFg/0JYIzG10YrU/s1600-h/mm4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJ2UHay83I/AAAAAAAAAFg/0JYIzG10YrU/s400/mm4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355472994857841522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;me and Rosie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJ2QTzb1sI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CuDbK1Ew1tc/s1600-h/mm5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJ2QTzb1sI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CuDbK1Ew1tc/s400/mm5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355472929462933186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Cute Michael let me stay at her place in town....and yes I'm seriously considering us being roomies again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJ2MKZroeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YqGX396uCsY/s1600-h/mm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJ2MKZroeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YqGX396uCsY/s400/mm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355472858219520482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The Grand Tetons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJz3xBUntI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Ann7dxQVIno/s1600-h/mm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJz3xBUntI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Ann7dxQVIno/s400/mm2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355470308785823442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael and me at String Lake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJz07MLcWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/psyVo_dVQ60/s1600-h/mm3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJz07MLcWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/psyVo_dVQ60/s400/mm3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355470259976106338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I just can't get enough of this gorgeous view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJzqfxrVfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZNZLaxMlz0E/s1600-h/mm6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJzqfxrVfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZNZLaxMlz0E/s400/mm6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355470080818501106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Special shout out to Terri for making the drive with me! I couldn't have made it without you! And thanks to little blue (my car) for being a champ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-174461732862261270?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/174461732862261270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-finally-blogging-about-my-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/174461732862261270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/174461732862261270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-finally-blogging-about-my-little.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SlJ4ltAyFEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DVnJnX_JQNM/s72-c/mm8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-8400590963618969325</id><published>2009-06-29T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:20:23.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My oasis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Skk8QVuJ8sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zCc5WLaBbSE/s1600-h/tetons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Skk8QVuJ8sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zCc5WLaBbSE/s400/tetons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352875883512853186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Words can't express how much I love Jackson. The town, the people, the scenery...everything. I had the worst day ever (ok maybe not ever...but close enough) last week and decided to take an impromptu trip up to Jackson for the weekend. I still have so many really good friends up there and it was really great to see them....I'll be posting more pics soon. I just had to say I am so grateful for this beautiful area. It truly has a special place in my heart and it always will.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-8400590963618969325?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/8400590963618969325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-oasis.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8400590963618969325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/8400590963618969325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-oasis.html' title='My oasis'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Skk8QVuJ8sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zCc5WLaBbSE/s72-c/tetons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-5974916751527090043</id><published>2009-06-19T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:03:46.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjwEkzhIzyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ydEM_MNxNAE/s1600-h/parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjwEkzhIzyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ydEM_MNxNAE/s400/parents.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349155487760305954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Father's Day to my wonderful dad!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him so much! This post is just for him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Dearest Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire you for so many things, it is hard to pick just one. I have always thought of you as a man with a lot of grace and humility. I think you are the best example of peace that I know. You have the most sincere heart and truly are the best man I know. (Must be why I'm still single...I measure every guy to you and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; no one &lt;/span&gt;out there is as good as you!) I love you so much and am so grateful for your testimony. I love how easy it is to always find you reading your scriptures. You are a man of faith and knowledge and I hope to be the spiritual giant that you are some day! Thanks for your ever guiding example and the simple way you practice faith in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have SO many memories with you! Many with have been captures in pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;me being little and dressing up or dancing for you....I still do that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;always going on walks around the neighborhood and to East Sandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dressing up in fifties attire and going to more than one daddy daughter date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;going to see movies just me and you...Grease and Return of the Jedi stick out most in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;when you were Bishop and would come talk in YW's or visit at girl's camp...I was always so proud you were MY dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you trying to teach me and Sadie to play tennis that one summer....we never did get that serve down. We are not the natural athlete that you are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sunday drives up the canyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sitting on Aunt Robin's front porch last summer talking and giving me your shoulder to cry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;wearing matching shirts in Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;letting me dance around your house all the time...and pretending not to notice or be bugged by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;going with me to do Baptisms for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;late night run to Chevron for those delicious chocolate donuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;years of father's blessings before the school year started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;going on motorcycle rides around the block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;checking me out of school at Union when I was so sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My baptism and confirmation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you coming in to visit me when I worked at Good Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;supporting me in cheer and dance for so many years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;watching you play with Ava...you really are the cutest grandpa around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Our hike to Indian Rock at the ranch when no one would go with me but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;camping trips when we were all little kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;biking the Jordan River path with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the pioneer trek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;family trips to Lake Powell, Hawaii or on our cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all those good times and all you constantly do for me. You are the rock of the family. We might not say much but just spending time together is what is always the most fun. I love that I can talk to you and I appreciate all your wisdom and advice. I think my favorite memories with you over the years are just the most simple. Drives in your truck, talking to you about boys, school or work, sitting by you and watching tv and my favorite....&lt;br /&gt;coming in and jumping on your bed while your reading, I'd almost always interrupt whatever you were reading or doing. I'd just start talking to you. I always want to be close to you Dad. I love getting hugs from you!!! I love you so much and I'm so grateful your my father! You mean the world to me. I love you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;your baby girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-5974916751527090043?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/5974916751527090043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-my-daddy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5974916751527090043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/5974916751527090043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-my-daddy.html' title='I love my Daddy!'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjwEkzhIzyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ydEM_MNxNAE/s72-c/parents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7299577217285452593</id><published>2009-06-15T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:41:38.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the good times roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Since I'm new to the blogging world and such a lover for pictures I thought I'd share a few fun things that have happened the past couple months...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Swimming up in Park City over Memorial weekend with Ava and the fam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjajIw_H8HI/AAAAAAAAADI/QuR06BdIs0U/s1600-h/DSC04159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347640978532986994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjajIw_H8HI/AAAAAAAAADI/QuR06BdIs0U/s400/DSC04159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Most recently a &lt;strong&gt;Huge&lt;/strong&gt; company work party....with my fellow working ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjahK_89wBI/AAAAAAAAADA/QqulW9aLfHk/s1600-h/DSC04496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347638817886945298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjahK_89wBI/AAAAAAAAADA/QqulW9aLfHk/s400/DSC04496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;More than one wedding reception with long time bestie Cass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjagWpTzTmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jf74PrcifNg/s1600-h/DSC04445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347637918455516770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjagWpTzTmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jf74PrcifNg/s400/DSC04445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Big Ass show with my cutest cousin Kira!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjaetZMjcWI/AAAAAAAAACw/cN6NLQifLYc/s1600-h/DSC04349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347636110243885410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjaetZMjcWI/AAAAAAAAACw/cN6NLQifLYc/s400/DSC04349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;The Sounds, Paramore and NO DOUBT concert with old bff Mikey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Sjad6O4S8_I/AAAAAAAAACo/zHBOMTAEdCY/s1600-h/DSC04187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347635231301235698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Sjad6O4S8_I/AAAAAAAAACo/zHBOMTAEdCY/s400/DSC04187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far it's been a really great summer. I have had so much fun going dancing, going to concerts, going to the pool, going boating and just hanging out with fun friends. I have seen lots of great movies and have even enjoyed the drive in once already! I love going to dinner with my roommates or just acting like nerds around our cute house. I try to do something really fun everynight because before I know it Fall will be here and I'll be back in school and still working full time. (Let's hope I survive) It's been fun to catch up with old friends at weddings and even one funeral. I am so grateful for the many people in my life. There are days I get sick of this rain but it sure makes everything green and beautiful! This is a shout out to summer! I am so glad you are here!!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7299577217285452593?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7299577217285452593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-good-times-roll.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7299577217285452593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7299577217285452593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-good-times-roll.html' title='Let the good times roll'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjajIw_H8HI/AAAAAAAAADI/QuR06BdIs0U/s72-c/DSC04159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-768061552453564562</id><published>2009-06-10T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:59:30.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ava'/><title type='text'>Ava Blair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjA6l2rNMNI/AAAAAAAAACg/0GhJWeDGlvg/s1600-h/teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjA6l2rNMNI/AAAAAAAAACg/0GhJWeDGlvg/s400/teeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345837179695083730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjA6h7giuaI/AAAAAAAAACY/Rs3aA57aO_I/s1600-h/sadie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjA6h7giuaI/AAAAAAAAACY/Rs3aA57aO_I/s400/sadie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345837112273058210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjA5bXmd1vI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mruOj0VSAyw/s1600-h/avab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjA5bXmd1vI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mruOj0VSAyw/s400/avab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345835900043384562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have a few free minutes and decided to blog about my favorite girl, Ava Blair. I got the pleasure of babysitting her last night. She came to my house for the first time and my cute roomies just ate her up! She is so sweet! I just love her sosoo much. She is starting to walk and talk lots. She can even say bobo....that is what some of my family calls me. YAY!!!! She will be 11 months is just over a week and I can't believe it! She is growing up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; fast! I love the time she gets to spend with her auntie and lucky me....I get to take work off next Monday and have her all to myself!!!!!!! Which is good because when all my fam is together I hog her anyways. I hope she knows how much I love her. Sadie is such a good mom. I hope I can be as good of a mother as she is someday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-768061552453564562?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/768061552453564562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/ava-blair.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/768061552453564562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/768061552453564562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/ava-blair.html' title='Ava Blair'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SjA6l2rNMNI/AAAAAAAAACg/0GhJWeDGlvg/s72-c/teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-7530593189251987749</id><published>2009-06-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:17:58.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Si05KXyfmrI/AAAAAAAAACA/gBCqqaWovxM/s1600-h/up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Si05KXyfmrI/AAAAAAAAACA/gBCqqaWovxM/s400/up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344991183105923762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So this past weekend was pretty chill. I didn't have much planned but I got to hang out with some good friends and see my fam.  I had a good time. I went and saw the new Disney movie &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;UP&lt;/span&gt;! It's seriously so good!!!! I went with one of my favorite people so that was also enjoyable:) I loved the little old man in this movie. He is so cute and it made me miss my two sweet grandpas!!! It is such a cute movie and one of the best parts was finding out that there is a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; TOY STORY 3&lt;/span&gt; coming out! It's not out for another year but I'm seriously so stoked!!!! We were freaking out - we were so excited! So that is one good thing to look forward to next June!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Peace and love!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-7530593189251987749?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/7530593189251987749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7530593189251987749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/7530593189251987749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/up.html' title='UP'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/Si05KXyfmrI/AAAAAAAAACA/gBCqqaWovxM/s72-c/up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170188202073026400.post-3711691731919864915</id><published>2009-06-04T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:44:08.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><title type='text'>Hello world! This is me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well I've been thinking about starting a blog for awhile now and my wonderful sister Sadie showed me how to start one up! Let's hope I'll acquire a few followers.....but beware I am currently single and have &lt;strong&gt;LOTS&lt;/strong&gt; to complain about! ;) SO to start: I have most recently been discouraged with the dating game! It seems to always happen that I tend to like boys that don't reciprocate my feelings OR I just want to be friends with the boys that actually are interested. Is it really that hard to have a connection and share mutual feelings? Apparently so. Maybe it's because I think to actually be love with another human being is seriously special and shouldn't be taken for granted. When consequently my faith in men is dwindling daily. Why are there so many lame guys out there????? Some days I wonder how man and woman were ever actually supposed to make it all work. Then I watch my parents....I hope to have a love like they do someday. I recently went to a see Wolverine with them (if you haven't seen it yet I highly suggest it.....&lt;strong&gt;Holy HOT Hugh&lt;/strong&gt;!!!) on a Saturday night (please refrain from poking fun, my parents are more fun to hang out with than most people my own age) and they were so cute and held hands the entire movie. They have been married for almost 34 years and they've still got it! :) Makes me &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; happy! Well I'll be honest and say I had a crappy day and had more than one stupid boy flake out on me.....But now I feel better so thanks for listening and thanks to my sweet mom and dad for giving me hope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SiiUFNjAouI/AAAAAAAAAAM/56O3oGWN5hM/s1600-h/DSC03939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343683775131853538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SiiUFNjAouI/AAAAAAAAAAM/56O3oGWN5hM/s400/DSC03939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170188202073026400-3711691731919864915?l=annienelson14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/feeds/3711691731919864915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-world-this-is-me.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/3711691731919864915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170188202073026400/posts/default/3711691731919864915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annienelson14.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-world-this-is-me.html' title='Hello world! This is me....'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11500035390635859065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/TLzDYQqLjgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GcC5XGYoUdo/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxHOXUosv38/SiiUFNjAouI/AAAAAAAAAAM/56O3oGWN5hM/s72-c/DSC03939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
